Inside Jianmen Pass, the night was like ink, and stars dotted the vault of heaven.
Inside the Silver Scale Army's main tent, the lights were ablaze. Jiang Chen sat in the seat of honor, leisurely brewing tea as if the recent events outside had nothing to do with him at all.
"Only tea you brew yourself is fit to drink." Jiang Chen took a shallow sip of the tea in his cup, then glanced down at Xu Song sitting below.
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