Chapter 227: I’m Trampling You For Your Own Good

The sunset was red as blood, and the skies were dark and heavy. Bloodthistle Yao Mountain covered a vast stretch of land, a full thousand miles, and it coiled and twisted like a giant serpent. Off to the southwest, not far from the mountain, was a military encampment. Buildings were densely packed as trees in a forest, and flags fluttered in the wind. The elite warriors of the Spiritmartial Marquis, the Greenplate Army, were stationed here year-round. Over the past few years, under Chen...