Peace Order

There were also rumors that on the day the city fell, the army’s swords would not be sheathed, and there would be three days of looting.

These messages were passed around, and no one knew if they were true or false, not knowing how much was true and how much was false. They only knew that these seemingly true and false messages were even more disturbing, causing the common people to be terrified and panic-stricken.

Li Guanyi’s unit was also going to leave here.

Wen Lingjun was not angered by Li Guanyi’s actions as a powerful minister. He was loyal to the Red Emperor’s world, not to the aristocratic families. On the contrary, Li Guanyi had given the lineage he belonged to its final dignity, which gave him some sense of belonging.

"Lord, although the royal city of Central State is prosperous, it is not a place to strive for the world. No matter how well the royal family members speak, some things they say are true. This place can extinguish the heroism in the hearts of heroes."

Wen Lingjun said, "We should go back."

Li Guanyi nodded: "Alright."

"All matters will be entrusted to you, sir."

The Qilin Army at the Heavenly Strategy Mansion quickly mobilized, and Li Guanyi went to the Academy to pay respects to his teacher, Mr. Wang Tong, to say goodbye. The scholar only smiled gently and said a few words to him, then personally got up and escorted Li Guanyi out of the Academy.

Finally, he stood in the already empty, even desolate Academy, watching Li Guanyi depart, his expression gentle and serene. The voice of Gongyang Suwang came: "Why, is your health not good, so you won’t go to Jiangnan to recuperate?"

"Marquis Qin Wu, the teacher of the Heavenly Strategy General, is surely more comfortable than being in the Academy."

Wang Tong smiled, turned around, and slowly walked away, saying, "Twenty years ago, the north wind blew fiercely, and snow fell in the daytime. I came here from my hometown; today, with the autumn wind, red leaves are everywhere, I send my disciples away."