This vast invasion had, for the most part, come to an end, except for India in the west. The several regions that had previously been lost had all been retaken, and some had even begun invading other nations in return. However, most people had stopped.
After all, invading other nations brought no hefty rewards. The notice had stated that only driving out invaders would earn fourfold rewards. If one invaded another nation and killed people, naturally there would be no rewards at all—only the basic Chaos World Points.
Huaxia's crisis had also been resolved. Great Qin and the various dynasties had temporarily reconciled, as everyone had hoped, and Huaxia welcomed a brief period of peace.
Many people were quite pleased by this, such as the Hundred Schools of Thought and the Clans officials. Now that they were no longer fighting, Huaxia's situation would stabilize as well.
This was already a time for development. If the civil war continued, Huaxia would only keep weakening, and invasions on such a massive scale might happen again. Peace in Huaxia was what they hoped for.
Inside an ancient, unadorned room within the Clans, a handsome young man with an extraordinary bearing wore an expression of utter disbelief as he muttered, "This can't be real. Little Green could never have willingly married someone else. We made a promise back then!"
This young man was Xuanyuan Xiu, the Xuanyuan Clan's successor, and the Brother Xuanyuan Nü Lü had spoken of.
Thinking of every little moment he had spent growing up with Nü Lü, as well as those innocent, sweet promises, Xuanyuan Xiu felt as though his heart were being torn apart. Tears burst from his eyes as he shook his head over and over, unwilling to believe it was real.
The old woman sighed and