Wu Xian hated iron for failing to become steel.
"Didn't I say not to bring it up? And you really stopped bringing it up?"
How had he not known these people would be this obedient?
Wu Xian clenched his back teeth, the muscles in his cheeks drawn taut. He squeezed the words out of his throat one by one: "The southwest is gearing up to fight Shen Youli to the death. If I'd known this would happen, would I have come here on my trip? I might as well have gone to the northern frontier to watch the sky eyes!"
He had heard that north of Mozhou, in that land of ice stretching a thousand li, oddly shaped ribbons of colored light often appeared. From Yin to Chen, their fiery radiance would finally fade.
Some of those lights resembled eyes in the sky.
Wu Xian had only read about them in travel journals, and was intensely curious.
The former scout shrank his neck after being scolded. The other troops exchanged glances, then all looked toward Wu Xian, hoping the Patriarch would make a decision. The girl summoned her courage and stepped forward to gently stroke Wu Xian's arm. "Things have already come to this. There's no use in Father scolding them."
Seeing her step in, the former scout grinned broadly.
He said, "Patriarch, rest assured. I can guarantee that this scouting party isn't anything impressive. The force that slipped over probably isn't large either. We discovered them early. If we stay cautious and avoid them, they definitely won't discover us."
His daughter's comfort quickly extinguished what little anger he had left.
Wu Xian's brows twitched. "You sound very confident."
The former scout said sheepishly, "Ahem, ahem, ahem. I've been a little lax these past few months, and I'm not as