At a banquet, everyone ate without tasting, silently waiting for it to end.
Suddenly, a Demon Guard rushed in quickly, dispersing the hardworking Dancing Girl, and kneeled before Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge's half-narrowed eyes glimmered, and her body involuntarily straightened and leaned forward.
She fixed her gaze on the kneeling Demon Guard, her heartbeat suddenly quickened, 'Could it be, there's finally news of Si Mo?'
In Mu Qingge's eyes, a sense of expectation unwittingly appeared.
However, what the Demon Guard said was not what she was expecting.
"Princess, a battle report from the front line has arrived. The Alien Race has attacked our territory again, the front line is in a critical situation, requesting reinforcements!" The Demon Guard's voice was loud, every word was spoken firmly.
Not only did Mu Qingge hear it, but everyone else also heard it.
"What! The Alien Race has come again?"
"These damn pests!"
