"Greetings, Captain."
Just as Zheng Jun stepped out of the stronghold gates, he saw Du Ding on night watch. Seeing Zheng Jun approach, Du Ding first bowed in greeting, then asked in confusion, "Captain, where are you..."
"It's nothing. My Saber Technique has improved tonight, so I want to find a place to practice. I'm heading out for a bit and will be right back."
Zheng Jun spoke calmly. Hearing this, Du Ding had no doubts and simply watched him leave.
The mist was hazy as the red sun rose. A few snowflakes drifted over Black Mountain.
Harsh winter had arrived, which was also the most active time for the bandits on Black Mountain. After all, the Black Mountain Thieves did not farm or work, yet they still needed to survive the winter. Therefore, this was the most suitable season to head down the mountain and pillage.
