Ten Thousand Martial Guards!
Who didn't know that this force stood aloof from the Martial Department, an extraordinary existence? Why had they come here so late at night? Subconsciously, Pan Hong looked toward Pan Haizhuo, his expression a clear question.
Logically speaking, as the man in charge of the Tianque City district, Pan Haizhuo should have been aware of such a large troop movement. Moreover, what were the Ten Thousand Martial Guards, the protectors of Cangyun City, doing in Tianque City?
Pan Haizhuo shook his head, his eyebrows tightly furrowed. "I only know that this unit of the Ten Thousand Martial Guards traveled south along the Tianshui River. They made landfall in Tianque City three days ago!"
How strange. The atmosphere in the villa suddenly grew tense and eerie, thick with unspoken meaning.
Aside from Pan Haizhuo, neither Pan Yang nor Pan Hong was qualified to have any contact with the Ten Thousand Martial Guards. In that case…
