Before Thunderstorm could draw his sword, the man in white let out a light shout. The sword’s tip suddenly twisted, stirring up a fierce whistle of wind. This whistling was accompanied by a crisp sound, like Golden Soul Coins shattering, turning the very air into a golden vortex, a truly astonishing spectacle.
Faced with this ferocious attack, Thunderstorm’s long hair flew in the wind. He squinted his eyes, staring at the longsword charging like a golden dragon. Under the reflection of the golden light, his face seed to be bathed in a layer of holy golden glow.
However, just at this critical mont, an urgent voice suddenly rang out: "Stop!"
The voice was like a clap of thunder, exploding amidst the impending clash of sword qi, shocking everyone present. The handso man in white involuntarily paused his sword’s montum, frowning as he looked. He saw a figure rushing towards them.
The newcor was a middle-aged man, his expression urgent, clearly carrying important news. He ran breathlessly to the front of everyone, too hurried to wipe the sweat from his forehead, as he eagerly said, "Please both of you slow your hands! I have important news to tell!"
Thunderstorm and the handso man in white exchanged glances, seeing the doubt in each other’s eyes. The man in white slowly retracted his longsword, coldly asking, "Who are you? What important news do you have?"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, trying to calm his excited emotions. "I am a resident of ngyifei City. Today, I learned of an important secret concerning the Divine Fire Empire, and I ca especially to inform both of you."
"What secret?" Thunderstorm and the man in white asked in unison.
The middle-aged man glanced around, ensuring no one else was present before lowering his voice, "Recently, the high authorities of the Divine Fire Empire are secretly plotting a plan to wage war on neighboring countries. The key to this plan lies in the combined use of Golden Soul Coins and wind attribute soul power. I accidentally discovered this information, feeling the seriousness of the situation, so I ca to inform you both."
Thunderstorm and the handso man in white were both taken aback upon hearing this. Though they served different lords, they both realized the seriousness of this news. If Divine Fire Empire indeed started a war, the entire continent would be engulfed in flas of war.
"Is this true?" The handso man in white asked in a deep voice.
"A hundred percent true!" The middle-aged man said decisively, "I saw their secret docunts with my own eyes, detailing the entire plan’s content and steps. If you don’t believe , you can check it out yourselves!"
Thunderstorm and the man in white exchanged another look, seeing the heaviness in each other’s eyes. They knew that once this news got out, it would trigger a huge uproar. And they must take action quickly to prevent this possible war from breaking out.
"Thank you for your information." Thunderstorm took a deep breath and said, "We will investigate the truth as soon as possible and take action."
The middle-aged man nodded, "Both of you are master among masters. I believe you will be able to prevent this disaster from happening. I’ll take my leave now!" With that, he turned and left in haste.
The handso man in white watched the middle-aged man’s figure disappear into the night before turning his gaze back to Thunderstorm, "It seems our conflict will have to wait."
Thunderstorm nodded, "Indeed. We have more important matters to attend to now." Saying this, he looked towards the direction of Muni City, "I hope this news isn’t true."
Yet they both knew this hope was slim, a storm brewing silently, one they would inevitably be swept into.
The longsword suddenly stopped in mid-air, its sharp tip almost touching its target, but was forcefully retracted due to a clear, crisp woman’s voice. The golden coin-colored whirlwind faded along with the weakening sword force, gradually dissipating in the air. Everyone’s eyes involuntarily turned toward the source of the voice.
There stood a young woman, whose arrival seed to dim everything around her. She was dressed in a simple and elegant gown, her long hair cascading like a waterfall, her eyes shimring with determination. Her beauty was not just about appearances but reflected an unruffled composure and intelligent gaze.
"Miss Ling Yue?" The handso man in white exclaid, his voice filled with surprise and disbelief.
The surrounding people also started murmuring:
"It’s Miss from the Ling Yue Clan, truly a beauty in na and fact!"
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