Before long, Li Tianming and An Ning had returned to the Military God Vortex.
Along the way, Li Tianming had not hidden his whereabouts at all. He knew there were many assassins along the roads of the Imperial Ruins, but just as expected, once the news of the "fight to the bitter end" spread, those assassins watched Li Tianming stroll past openly, with ten million Nebula Sacrifices drifting by... yet they simply did not dare make a move.
This was wealth capable of changing one's fate for life!
News spread faster than Li Tianming and the others traveled, especially news this explosive.
When Li Tianming and An Ning returned to the First Dragon District, they saw that nearly all ten thousand-plus soldiers of the Primordial Imperial Army were squatting on the training grounds, staring straight outside.
"Lord An Ning and that damned brat are back!"
Hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked outside.
Amid the wind and dust, the young man and woman—the elder sister and younger brother pair—walked side by side. They were of similar height; the man was resolute, while the woman's curves were enchanting. Somehow, they looked strangely well-matched.
That feeling made Lord An Ning's admirers feel as though their hearts were bleeding!
"So fast—the news from the An Clan assembly was real!"
"Heavens, earth, my goddess... she's just gone! That brat got there first!"
"Spitting blood!"
No matter how much they acknowledged Li Tianming, An Ning was still the female general they had admired for over a thousand years. Now that she was taken, most of the imperial soldiers still felt miserable.
They had never expected to carry off a beauty themselves. It was simply that for a female general like An Ning, everyone preferred her to remain forever single, forever captivating, forever like the bright moon in