South of Wildfire City, Sai Ba Long Family Manor.
The fierce winter wind howled past, occasionally dropping thick frost and snow as it swept farther south.
The manor was sparsely populated, with most people gathered near several important buildings.
Jiang Yuanchi, who had long since discussed things with Xu Nan, arrived on a flying carpet.
"Are these the people who stole Fish Tripe Junior's supplies?"
She narrowed her eyes and studied the shadows on the ground below.
As an outstanding spellcaster, she naturally had many ways to investigate the identities of these humanoids, but she did not think it was necessary.
"Loach!"
Jiang Yuanchi lightly snapped her fingers, and the Fairy Dragon appeared in response. Their coordination was clearly seamless as the Fairy Dragon began frantically stacking layer after layer of arcane buffs on her.
A fourth-rank Evocation School mage possessed destructive power beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Of course, she was not some indiscriminate butcher.
"According to Xu Nan's junior's instructions, I only need to render these people incapable of fighting."
Symbols embodying the essence of lightning began flashing across her body.
Between heaven and earth, a terrifying current began surging wildly. Yet under Jiang Yuanchi's control, it was not released all at once. Instead, it slowly accumulated according to a certain pattern.
Inside a tall house not far away.
A squad of soldiers stood on guard, watching the Icefield People man who had suddenly appeared.
A broad-chested man held a javelin and watched the other party with extreme wariness.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my military camp?"
The man holding the javelin spoke in a low voice, yet did not make a move.
This was unusual, and the attendants beside him were rather surprised.
Mulu Viscount had always been known for his brutality—they