390. Mu Yang's Defeat and Suspicions of Espionage
Atop the imposing Cold Valley Pass, Mo Jingli gazed down at the not-so-distant Mo Family Army camp, which bristled with murderous intent. The Mo Family Army's black flags fluttered fiercely in the wind. From a distance, the troops in the camp, vigorous and imposing, appeared like black waves ready to engulf everything.
"Your Majesty, something seems amiss." Old Marquis Muyang and Lei Tengfeng flanked Mo Jingli, with Old Marquis Muyang voicing his concern, his brow slightly furrowed. Mo Jingli raised an eyebrow. "Amiss? How so?" Old Marquis Muyang replied solemnly, "The Mo Family Army appears intimidating, yet they've merely put on a show these past couple of days without any substantial moves—this is out of character for them."
