An hour later.
Lin Baichuan left Zhenhai City. Another person came out with him—Lu Tianyang, who had invited Lin Baichuan into Zhenhai City last time.
Compared to before, Lu Tianyang was clearly far more respectful toward Lin Baichuan now.
Previously, he had merely been polite to Lin Baichuan, while inwardly refusing to accept him. But now, there was a trace of awe in his gaze toward Lin Baichuan, even admiration.
"Commander Lin, I'll wait here for your return."
After leaving Zhenhai City, Lu Tianyang did not follow Lin Baichuan to the Barbarian Suppression Army's camp. He simply remained at the city gate.
At the same time, he had begun using an honorific in his speech.
It was clear that he truly respected Lin Baichuan from the bottom of his heart.
"Alright!"
Lin Baichuan smiled and nodded, wasting no words.
With a thought, wind and lightning flickered around him. He instantly transformed into a streak of light and sped toward the mountains and forests a thousand miles away.
In the blink of an eye, he had appeared aboard the Flood Dragon Warship hovering above the mountain range a thousand miles away.
"Greetings, Commander Lin..."
Luo Zhan, Tu Fusheng, and the others immediately gathered around him. Seeing Lin Baichuan return unharmed, every one of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since Lin Baichuan had entered Zhenhai City, they had been worried sick.
Although Lin Baichuan had sent word back afterward, they still harbored a trace of concern without seeing him in person. Only now, seeing him return safely, did their hearts finally settle.
Lin Baichuan was the soul of the entire Barbarian Suppression Army.
They had gathered because of Lin Baichuan, and none of them wanted anything to happen to him.
"Let's go inside first."
Lin Baichuan waved at the