Eighteen-year-old Lamp-Lighting Realm—victory report?
Restoration?
They all knew what those words meant separately.
But put them together and have Lord Lu Qinghou say them, and somehow they sounded like a tall tale.
Those were demons from Spirit Mountain!
How could they have vanished in the blink of an eye?
Liu Xingyun stood frozen, even forgetting to close his mouth.
Cheng Buxiu also jerked his head up, eyes wide.
For a moment, the great hall fell silent.
Then an uproar erupted.
"L-Lord Lu..."
The burly general who had been cursing Liu Xingyun just moments ago forgot that he was addressing the esteemed Left Demon Suppression Envoy, a man of noble standing. He hurried forward several steps and stammered, "Could you... have been in such a rush that you misspoke...?"
It was no wonder he had lost his composure.
The news was simply too outrageous.
Who would believe it?
Who could believe it?!
"Impudent!"
Lord Lu Qinghou gave a cold snort.
"As the Left Demon Suppression Envoy, would I make sport of this entire court over a matter that concerns the fate of the nation?!"
With that,
he drew a deep breath and straightened his back.
His gaze swept across the stunned faces in the great hall, and he declared in a ringing voice:
"Just the day before yesterday! Her Highness the Grand Princess set out alone from Baxi Prefecture and headed south!"
"In a single day!"
"She broke through all fifty-four counties and prefectures of Jiannan Circuit!"
"Wherever she passed, demons were slain. None could withstand a single blow!"
"She reached Yizhou Prefecture, slew the Demon Saint of Spirit Mountain, and restored the entire region!"
Hiss—!!!
Hiss—!!!
Hiss—!!!
A chorus of sharp gasps rang through the great hall.
Thousands of mouths sucked in a single breath at once.
The wide hall