Inside the study of the Garrison Commander Manor, the biting scent of pine soot mixed with saltpeter still lingered—a distinct aroma unique to the Northern Frontier.
Qin Lie stood tall before the massive map of the Northern Frontier, his fingertips tracing the cold markers of Canglang City before finally resting upon the deeply shaded area known as Wolf God Mountain.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, the intangible battle spear forged from an iron-and-blood will trembled slightly, completely shredding the lingering mental pressure brought by the phantom of the Wolf Spirit.
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