Pirate Detachment Attacks Dragon Ascending

Meanwhile.

Dragon Ascending Town's dock had never been so quiet.

The fishermen and merchants on the dock had long since been evacuated, leaving only a few snapped mooring ropes swaying in the wind along the empty wooden walkway.

The townspeople hid in their cellars and attics, secretly peering out through cracks in doors and windows.

Children had their mouths covered by their mothers, not daring to make the slightest sound.

The whole town was like a curled-up hedgehog, raising every spine on its body as it waited for the coming storm.

Shui Ruolin stood atop the city gate tower, his hand pressed against the cold stone battlement, his gaze fixed hard on the sea.

Behind him, one hundred and twenty City Guards had already formed ranks, sabers drawn and bows strung, every face wearing an expression that mixed tension with excitement.

Most of these young men had only signed up yesterday, and today there had not even been time to issue them uniforms. They stood on the city wall in their own clothes.

Some held rust-stained iron sabers, some carried homemade hunting bows on their backs, and others hefted sharpened iron rods.

Their equipment was laughably crude, but their eyes were not.

Xue Mingyuan stood beside Shui Ruolin. His face was somewhat pale, but his back was ramrod straight.

Behind him stood a dozen or so members of the Xue Family, all soul masters. Their levels were not high, the highest only a little over thirty, but at this moment they were all armored and armed, standing ready for battle.

"The She Family's people still haven't come," Xue Mingyuan said in a low voice, a trace of dissatisfaction in it.

Shui Ruolin did not look back, only said calmly, "I sent someone to hurry them."

Xue Mingyuan snorted and said