In the cabin, Tao Qian and Lin Bujue exchanged glances, both revealing a bitter smile.
Lin Bujue moved quickly, flipping open the small window on the side to take a look outside. He saw that on the dock, in addition to a group of soldiers who had obviously cultivated some life-draining Evil Technique, there was a general surrounded in the center. The man was riding a beast that resembled a horse, covered in Red Flames, wearing a crimson Armor, even his hair and beard were red.
If this man had been better-looking, his attire would have appeared even more imposing and domineering.
But the general was unbearably ugly, his face covered with fleshy bumps and pus-filled sores, making one want to vomit their dinner from the night before.
After a quick glance, Lin Bujue let the curtain fall and said with a troubled expression,
"So it turns out, the great disaster awaiting this young lady was destined to occur here."
