At that moment.
The Imperial Army Headquarters.
Aside from the twenty-four-hour night patrol, the entire headquarters was silent. Yet, the tranquility held a peculiar, eerie quality.
The Imperial Army Headquarters, barely illuminated by slivers of light, loomed in the darkness like a silent, terrifying beast of prey, waiting to devour any who drew near.
The sense of danger was most palpable around the Royal Tent at its very center.
Lurking nearby, Qi Jingshen watched the scene and felt an inexplicable reluctance to go in.
'I feel like a stupid, brainless dog,' he thought, 'panting and running over at its master's beckoning, only to get slapped across the face for my trouble.'
The keen sense of danger unique to a top-tier male screamed at him to turn and leave. No one would knowingly jump into a pit right in front of them.
But…
Just as Qi Jingshen was about to turn and leave, a faint rustle sounded from behind him.
