C55 Lin Shen with External Cold and Internal Heat
The army was ready to go, everything was ready. After a night of rest, every one of them was brimming with vigor and vitality.
Lin Xing sat on a rock, holding a branch in his hand and lightly scratching the ground. The scouts kept snooping and reporting, and now they'd laid out a complete map of the sect's defenses.
Staring at the picture on the ground, he mused for a long time