In his earlier anxiety, Zhao Chi hadn't paid much attention to the fact that he was holding Su Qin's hand. After all, back in his territory, the women constantly clung to him. He was used to having one or two in tow, so when he grabbed Su Qin's hand just now, it had barely registered.
The Lords quickly converged at the North Gate. Outside, the patrol soldiers were already retreating. Pointing north, they stammered, "The Alien Race... The Alien Race is here!"
The Alien Race? Everyone's heart skipped a beat. The Alien Race was far more formidable than any bandits. A crushing sense of impending crisis weighed heavily on their chests.
"Fuck, why the hell is the Alien Race here?"
"...The Alien Race? The ones fighting the Nobles?"
"No shit! Who else could it be?"
"Aren't they blockading the Nobles in the Central District? What do they want with a marginal little village like ours?"
"Don't tell me the Celestial King Army has the Alien Race backing them?"
