However, the current scene was deeply unsettling.
Gu Xuanji said, "Observe and wait for my command before acting."
"Yes!" Yan Jing acknowledged.
Subsequently, the army remained stationed before the Great Zhou Capital.
One breath. Two breaths. A quarter of an hour. Half an hour... An hour passed, yet the city before them remained utterly still.
Gu Xuanji's eyes narrowed slightly. He slowly raised his hand, about to order the attack, when a deep, chilling laugh suddenly echoed through the void.
"Someone's here!" one soldier exclaimed.
Shen Changqing looked towards the Capital City's walls. At some point, a figure in a black imperial robe, his face cold and grim, had appeared there.
"Emperor Qin, we meet again!" Emperor Zhou surveyed the army below, a faint, unwavering smile on his lips. To others, however, this smile seemed chillingly eerie.
