Grand Marshal Gu calmly and steadily showed up on the battlefield, tried to maintain his composure as he watched his adopted son, looking forward to seeing a little hint of surprise and delight on his face - even if 'surprise' was greater than 'delight.' But unexpectedly, Chang Geng only gave him a hollow look as if his heart was already dead.

He put on the facade of calm and composed, but inside, his heart secretly pounded.

"Oh no, this time, he is truly angry."

There was a certain kind of person that, while naturally born with benevolence and affection, even after going through many malicious turns of events, would still be able to maintain their goodwill no matter how difficult it might be. Such a person was very rare, but Chang Geng had this potential.

His life had changed in the blink of an eye. He did not even have time to figure out the identity engulfed in dark shadows, yet he was already involved in the chaos of the barbarians' invasion.

However, despite all his uncertainties in the path to the future, despite the helplessness and anger he felt towards this situation, and even the identities of the Shen family's brothers that were still hidden behind layers of suspicion - he still wanted to save Ge Pang Xiao, and he still couldn't restrain the anxiety burning inside of not being able to see 'Shen Shiliu' anywhere.

Along the way, Chang Geng thought countless times: Now that the city was infested with mass-murdering barbarians, and Teacher Shen was currently here, what would become of his little yifu who took half a day just to walk over the doorstep?

Who would protect him? Who would help guide him out of town?

All of his worries turned into scattered ash the moment he heard two words: "Gu Yun".

Chang Geng suddenly did not know what kind of expressions he should use to face Shiliu — Gu Yun.

How laughable! How could Grand Marshal Gu, whose name was famous across the land, be a sickly man who couldn't see clearly and couldn't hear well? How could he need you to worry about him?

Besides, why did Gu Yun appear in such a secluded and remote location like this? Shouldn't the Black Iron Camp be defending the Western Region far away from here? How could they assemble so quickly?

In the end, was this a surprise attack from the barbarian prince? Or had they stepped into the pit that others had dug for them?

These thoughts suddenly exploded in Chang Geng's mind like fireworks, but also just like meteors quietly passing by. He was too weary to think about it any further, it was just that his heart hurt — because after having such silly concerns for so long, it seemed that he only overestimated himself.