Nanglong Souka never had experienced the despair like he was feeling like now for a long time. The last time he felt the extreme danger was when the emperor targeted their family.
By any means, Nanglong Souka was not a soldier. He was only an official that can barely use the sword. But when he thought that everything will be over, he could hear the sound of cheering reverberated in the city. It was as if everyone were cheering at the same time.
Looking at the direction, he smiled slightly.
"That brat, your timing is really good."
Nanglong Soujin looked towards the soldiers who came inside icily. Using his sword, he quickly made the way for him to reach the wall where majority of the soldier was there. Looking at the exhausted grandfather of his, he stopped for a moment.
"The strategy you used is stupid."
Nanglong Souka felt like vomiting blood because of his grandson remark. This brat! Did you come all the way to here just for saying that to me?!