Tu Pianpian felt that her patience was running out. "The Norland is so uninhabitable." She was holding her crutch in her right hand tightly, slowly rotating it and sinking it into the ground deeper and deeper.
She was in a shabby tent, the ground of which was covered with uneven grass. The rainwater was drizzling in uninvited, and her ankles were already drenched.
"This tent, this ground, this broken bed, this rain, this mutton, and the rancid odor of bodies in the distance – all of these things are driving me crazy." Looking at the three uninvited guests before her, the expression on her face was tenacious and arrogant. "But I'm not leaving without the Khan's head."
"I'm not here to talk about the Khan's head," Gu Shenwei replied calmly, with Dog Butcher on his left side and Fan Yongda on the other.