Chapter 909 - 442 God of Hundred Battles
Bean-sized raindrops smashed onto the broken tiles of the abandoned temple, producing crackling sounds.
The soldiers entered the temple, seemingly oblivious to others, and walked straight to the open area on the other side.
Rainwater flowed down their helmets and armor, pooling into streams on the ground.
The most notable among them was the young man being surrounded, his posture upright, sword-like brows and starry eyes exuding an innate nobility. He was none other than the Crown Prince of Dazhou, Zhou Yin.
However, at this moment, he looked somewhat exhausted, with a few strands of untended loose hair drooping on his forehead.
One of the soldiers hurriedly ran towards the back of the temple.
Soon, he brought a sturdy, clean short wooden post with difficulty, placing it behind the Crown Prince.
The other soldiers began to build a fire.
Zhou Yin sat on the wooden post, took out a letter from his bosom, and frowned at it.
Meanwhile, the expressions of the merchants within the temple were tense.
A few young guards couldn’t hold back, their slightly trembling hands had already drawn their weapons halfway, but were stopped by the eyes of a seasoned merchant beside them.