Lin Mu returned toward the Three Union City with Little Shrubby cutting through the sky and the twins flanking them like twin streaks of black and white lightning.
The forest below grew quieter the farther they flew, as if even the land itself sensed that something irreversible had just occurred. With the army defeated and the nobles having fled, there was nothing left for them there.
Staying any longer would only give their enemies time to regroup or send trackers.
Lin Mu's expression remained calm, but his thoughts were anything but. He understood exactly what his actions meant. What had happened was no longer a simple conflict or a misunderstanding born from greed.
By stepping in and crushing the combined forces sent after the twins, he had drawn a clear line. To the Golden Urn Sect, the Boundless River Sect, and the three kingdoms, this would look no different than a declaration of war.
