The golden light from the Cloudsoar Warship spilled over the raised platform before the City Lord's Manor. A crowd had gathered in front of it, while a unit of Demon Suppression Army soldiers surrounded the platform. After checking names against the roster, they let people board the platform and ascend into the sky with the golden light.
Du Yue'er followed behind Du Baisheng, looking around for Shi Lan. When she couldn't find her, she felt a little disappointed, but her attention was soon captured by the Cloudsoar Warship overhead. Her eyes were full of awe.
Du Baisheng had brought a great deal of luggage, but as they prepared to board, he was ordered to leave it all behind. He could only take a little money and a few personal belongings.
With no other choice, Du Baisheng traveled light. He abandoned most of his luggage, taking only a few changes of clothes and some travel money before bringing Du Yue'er onto the golden light.
Shi Lan stood just inside the manor gate, watching Du Baisheng and his granddaughter ascend with the golden light. She let out a sigh of relief. Everything had gone smoothly so far.
Once everyone on the roster had boarded the Cloudsoar Warship, the golden light slowly faded away.
Inside the main hall.
The young man clad in dark armor looked at Huangfu Yun and the other centurions.
"This area has become a place of trouble and strife. We can't stay long. We're short on manpower, and I can't offer you much support. For now, I can only leave you some supplies."
As he spoke, the man raised a hand. The golden light, which had already begun to fade, gathered once more. Dozens of wooden crates slid slowly down through it and landed in the open space