Chapter 185: The Night Before the Great Battle.
Hengshan Ferry.
The river wind howled, whipping up the withered grass on the cliffs of both banks and wailing sorrowfully.
Below the ferry, the turbid river water pounded against the reefs, its sound like rolling thunder.
In order not to alert the possible Great Demon, not too many torches were lit within the camp.
Only a few dim wind-lamps were left, swaying precariously in the night.
At the top of the highest watchtower.
Jiang Yuechu sat cross-legged, quietly gazing at the ink-black river surface.
Not far beside her.
Xie Tinglan leaned against the railing, using the faint moonlight at the top of the tower to write something.
Jiang Yuechu turned her head, her gaze falling on his side profile.
She watched for a moment.
She finally spoke.
"General of the Guard Xie."
Xie Tinglan's hand trembled, almost dropping his brush to the ground. He looked up and smiled sheepishly.
"Lord Jiang... still not asleep?"
Jiang Yuechu shook her head.
This place had been built temporarily, and the environment was truly not much to speak of.
Anyway, with her current cultivation realm, going a day or two without sleep didn't matter.
She raised her chin, signaling toward the object in his hand.
"Writing a last will and testament?"
"..."
Xie Tinglan's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Lord Jiang jokes... it hasn't come to that yet."
He carefully blew the ink dry and folded the letter paper.
"It's a letter to my master."
"Commander Lu?"
Xie Tinglan sighed and explained, "I should have written it long ago, but when I heard in Yuhang that we were returning to Tai Lake, I thought we would pass through the Suzhou General Office..."
"Who could have known that General Yue wouldn't even go to Suzhou to