A Hero of the Age

Yin Chong withdrew the hand holding the lamp wick, setting the book on the desk as well. His peripheral vision swept over the weapon racks on either side. The nearest sword rack was only an arm's length away; he could grab the hilt and draw his sword at once. Nor did he put down the iron pick he had used to tend the lamp, instead keeping it clasped in his palm.

"You are neither human nor an evil spirit, so who is this? What have you come here for? I am Yin Chong, Deputy General of the Great Zhen Northern Expedition Army. How can demons and goblins be allowed to barge into such an important military site?"

As Yin Chong spoke, he slowly sat upright. Most of his peripheral vision and attention remained fixed on the White-haired Old Woman before him, while a smaller part stayed on the sword at his side. His expression was calm and immovable, but what he did not know was that, in the old woman's eyes, the killing intent around him was slowly rising. To her, the entire tent, inside and out, had already burst into roaring flames.

The sheer intensity of those flames made even the old woman's expression change slightly. Her heart was far less calm than her face suggested.

As expected of a tiger general of this age!

"Hehe, General, please do not be angered. This old woman did not come with ill intent. I merely wished to see whether Great Zhen's royal army possessed the power to turn the universe upside down. Earlier, I went first to Old Commander Mei She's commander's tent. Though the old commander still carried some authority, he could only be called mediocre. Great Zhen's first two armies have already suffered setbacks. If this third army is