The Central Plains army had two camps. Between them lay the much smaller Tieshan camp and a rather unusual camp.
This camp nominally belonged to An Country of the Xiaoyao Sea. Surrounded by the Central Plains army, the Dragon Army, and the Golden Peng Army, it looked extremely tiny, like a mouse that had accidentally wandered into a herd of elephants. Even the nearby Tieshan camp was a colossal presence beside it.
Ever since Old King An had been "rescued" from North City, he had lived here. Every time he heard footsteps outside, his heart gave a jolt, and whenever someone entered the tent, his expression immediately changed several times over. Even the Central Plains people in the camp could not bear to disturb him.
The more than one hundred Central Plains people were experts "courteously invited" by King An. Their tents surrounded King An, making them look more like his guards.
Luo Qikang was one of these hundred-odd Central Plains people, but he rarely came here. Most of the time, he either did as he pleased or stayed in the main camp. Thus, the person in charge of this little camp became Tu Pianpian.
Tu Pianpian knew very well that the reason she could command the various martial sects was not just her martial arts, but also her seniority. As an elder of the Kongtong Sect, even the oldest Central Plains person in the camp had to address her as Martial Elder or Martial Aunt. At times, that was her most powerful weapon.
Luo Qikang rode over alone and found all the Central Plains people standing in formation at the camp entrance, waiting for him. He dismounted and greeted Tu Pianpian, who stood at the front. "Martial Aunt Tu, I trust you're well." He neither clasped his hands nor