Meanwhile, within Radiant Sun City.
The bustling streets of the main city were packed with carriages and pedestrians, with shops lining the roads and vendors crying out without pause. It was a scene of prosperity and peace, utterly unaware that a war destined to sweep across two great empires was quietly brewing.
Within the courtyard of an elegant, secluded old inn in the city, a gentle breeze brushed through the green bamboo, making its branches and leaves sway with a soft rustle.
Qian Xunzong stood casually in the center of the courtyard, dressed in a simple white robe embroidered with golden patterns. His posture was relaxed yet upright, his expression calm.
Two figures stood quietly beside him, their temperaments entirely different, yet both possessed extraordinary bearing.
One was gentle and beautiful, wearing a veiled bamboo hat that concealed her face. Her figure was graceful and elegant, surrounded by a faintly warm and refined aura. She was Xu Yanqiu.
The other stood tall and straight, his expression respectful and solemn, his presence steady and restrained. He was Muyou, a loyal servant who had followed the Xu Family for many years.
"Gun Grandpa is inside," Qian Xunzong said casually, his tone relaxed.
Just as the two finished speaking, the door to an inner room slowly opened. Xinghe, clad in a blue-gray robe and carrying an ethereal air, stepped out at an unhurried pace.
His face was handsome, and his brows carried the sharp aura of a top expert. His Soul Power was hidden and restrained.
As Xinghe stepped out, his gaze swept across the courtyard. The instant he saw Qian Xunzong, a gentle smile appeared on his face as he said with a laugh,
"Zong'er, didn't you go to the Crimson Sun Sacred Tower? What brings you here?"
As his words fell,