Falling Star Faction, Bison Plains, Ghostkill Ridge... After fighting his way through one small city after another, Gu Xi finally arrived at Shang Jia's main city, Jialing, on the third day.
Along the way, Gu Xi noticed something strange.
The Shang Jia residents in the cities seemed to have been affected by something and were packing up their belongings to head out.
If Gu Xi had not arrived so quickly, and had delayed a few more days, he might even have run into empty cities.
This situation left Gu Xi somewhat puzzled.
If this had happened over on the Shangya side, there would at least have been a reason. After all, Shangya's Yaqiu had been taken down by Gu Xi, and the troops that had escaped from Shangya were gathering enough ghost dragons to attack Gu Xi's stronghold.
For that very reason, Gu Xi had even deliberately left ten thousand Undead Dragons and ten thousand Death Titans back at the stronghold.
But Shang Jia clearly had not received the news.
What were they dispatching troops for?
They could not possibly be trying to help restore Shangya, could they?
They were not that idle.
As for going to the coast to resist the White Demon, that was even more impossible. From what Gu Xi had heard from the Lich, back when the Lich had still been the Ghost Dragon Great Sacrifice, he had deliberately spread the news that the White Demon was coming, hoping to gain help from the other two families.
In the end, neither of those two families had given even a single response.
So it was absolutely impossible that they were going for the sake of the White Demon.
Then what was this expedition of theirs for?
The Lich had no way to answer Gu Xi's question either.