Several moments after a cup of hot tea had been prepared.
Jiang Dali and his two companions moved quickly across the roofs—darting from eave to eave and leaping over walls, soon they alighted on the tiled back of a grand hall in Jingshen Mansion, looking down on the chaotic scene unfolding below.
"Boom!"
Just then, a brilliant and startlingly red glow shot up into the sky from behind, bursting into a vibrant red firework as if signaling an urgent situation.
The entire Jing City stirred into action, and a large number of soldiers within the city hastened towards the mansion.
"Sending the signal now—isn't it a bit late?"
Jiang Dali chuckled lightly.
At that moment, another yellow firework for signaling exploded in the distant sky outside the city, seemingly a response.
Murong Qingqing said, "It seems General Jing Shen really isn't in the mansion right now—perhaps he's actually in the military camp outside."
"Indeed."
