"Borrow soldiers? Borrow five thousand Centaur cavalry?" Xie Li Khan wanted to laugh. Who was this lowly Near-Human Tribesman? How dare he think to command a powerful Centaur Khan?
Lanling said, "Does your son not measure up to a battle?"
Xie Li Khan pondered for a long time and said, "Alright, it's a deal. As long as you help me find my son, I'll lend you five thousand Centaur cavalry."
This was the promise belonging to the ninety-nine percent, casually said and treated as mere wind.
Lanling said, "It's a deal!"
Xie Li Khan said, "Now, you should tell me the whereabouts of my son."
Lanling said, "A year ago, your son was training outside and met a woman from the Witch Kingdom!"
"Witch Kingdom?" Xie Li Khan's eyes grew distant, all the majesty and intimidation on his face were wiped clean, as if he was immersed in some intoxicating memory.
Witch Kingdom!
The smallest and most mysterious among the eight Demon King realms of the Southern Barbaric Lands.
