C87 Everyone Was Moving
In the dead of night, a soldier spurred a famously swift beast out of the encampment, racing towards Qing territory.
Moreover, a stone within the tent glowed brightly as the envelope resting upon it was incinerated by the light, turning to ash. Meanwhile, in the Qing residence, an identical formation produced an envelope of its own.
Qing Yangde, having just concluded his task
