When Gu Shenwei got closer, he only saw five corpses.
Han Wuxian was like a low-flying falcon, constantly rising and falling above the grassline. This was the golden roc killers and the Dragon King's killers first time cooperating, but they acted in perfect harmony. Without any previous arrangements or commands, they immediately dismounted and fanned out, either pursuing or intercepting on their own like a pack of loyal hounds hunting for hidden birds.
One of the corpses was wearing a hood. Shangguan Fei broke off a large piece of grass straw and used it to prop up the hood. "It's a nobleman of the Norland," he said.
Gu Shenwei sighed. "He's the Commandant of the Court Attendants' Army."
Shangguan Fei was taken aback and threw the grass straw away. "What is the Commandant doing here? Isn't the Court Attendants Army and King Shengri about to go to war?"