"Plow Province and Xian Province were liberated three days ago. Lion Fortress has re-entered Military Province, and the entire front-line situation is looking excellent. I hear that the Devil Race on the Western Continent has begun retreating underground, while the Human Allied Forces of the Western Continent have already launched counterattacks in certain areas..."
As old servant Zhang Gui spoke, he kept his head bowed, staring at his own toes. His entire manner was incomparably deferential, and he did not even dare glance upward from the corner of his eye. Seeing that Zhang Tie remained silent, old servant Zhang Gui continued, "The Emperor Xuanyuan has sent invitations to the leaders of the major nations on every continent and subcontinent. He intends to convene a grand assembly at Xuanyuan Hill within this year, after Great Xia retakes Military Province, to discuss the war plans of the various human nations and strive for unified coordination, so that the Devil Race can be driven back underground as soon as possible. News from Xuanyuan Hill says that Great Xia and the Western Continent may ultimately arrange to join forces in the Calamity Realm..."
"Mm, not bad!" Standing behind Pandora, Zhang Tie finally released her hand and took a step back. Satisfied, he looked over the poem and painting the two of them had left upon the sheet of paper, then nodded.
The painting had been created jointly by Zhang Tie and Pandora—a light, natural landscape after rain. In it, a slender, graceful woman stood within a pavilion halfway up a mountain, gazing pensively at the distant valley. The painting was extraordinarily vivid; the woman's back, her figure, and especially the long hair cascading down her back looked more and more like Pandora the longer one looked.
Once the painting was finished, the women nearby