Reunion

"Centurion, please follow me."

The Demon-Suppression soldier soon returned. After handing the Demon-Suppression Token back to Shi Lan, he turned and led the way.

Inside the wall, more than twenty dragon steeds were tethered. The soldier led two of them out.

Shi Lan took the reins, swung onto her horse, and rode forward.

After traveling more than thirty li, the two arrived at a training ground.

The training ground bore obvious signs of having been hastily thrown together. The ruins of flattened houses could still be seen.

Beyond the grounds, enormous tents stretched as far as the eye could see.

A military recruitment notice was posted at the entrance, and Demon-Suppression soldiers came and went from time to time.

Shi Lan dismounted at the entrance and followed the soldier inside.

Many people were practicing archery and crossbow techniques. Shi Lan glanced over them and immediately saw that most were newcomers.

From their movements, it was clear they had yet to adapt to the weight of their armor. Compared with the veteran Demon-Suppression soldiers, they also lacked some of their blood-and-guts courage.

Officers with Demon-Suppression Tokens of various colors hanging from their waists, along with Shengwu Immortal Sect disciples of all ages, passed by Shi Lan from time to time.

For some reason, those disciples of the Shengwu Immortal Sect hardly dared let their gazes linger on Shi Lan, as if they were avoiding her.

Soon, the two arrived in front of a separated-off camp.

"General Bai's unit is stationed here. Centurion, you can go right in."

General Bai?

Shi Lan paused for a moment, then realized he meant Bai Weiyang.

It should have been a simple matter for the Demon-Suppression Army to find out which unit she belonged to.

Shi Lan wasn't surprised by that. She was simply delighted that