Lin Feng responded to Hua Shengmi in his mind: "Of course I’m aware of this, don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on it."

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s assurance, Hua Shengmi naturally stopped speaking further. As long as Lin Feng knew how to handle the situation, Hua Shengmi didn’t need to say more.

With such thoughts in mind, Lin Feng replied: "In today’s Peace City, is there anyone else besides you and me? And General Chen, who traveled over a hundred miles, is in the camp; who else can assist me?"

Lin Feng spoke with a smile on his face, sounding very relaxed.

The Armored Soldier observed and merely smiled tactfully.

In fact, both had their own plans in mind, just waiting to see who could execute theirs better.

With each carrying their own intentions, it was quite similar. Lin Feng said no more, and the Armored Soldier passed by indifferently. A breeze brushed their cheeks, bringing rare tranquility and peace in this world, yet hidden within such peace was a subtle intent to kill.

Such a killing intent wasn’t from Lin Feng or the Armored Soldier, but rather the intent after returning to the camp. At that moment, they were still immersed in the prior battle and the joy of victory, thinking they could relax and catch a glimpse of tomorrow’s sun.

In the cruel war, many quietly lost their lives. No one knew exactly how they died, or when or who killed them, all a puzzling mystery. Let alone, remembering their names clearly.

Among the three thousand Vanguard Army in the Desolate Realm, the ones remembered were the Vanguard Right General riding a great black horse, wielding Purgatory Fire, and the Vanguard General who slashed towards Lin Feng with nine hundred and ninety-seven strikes, just two short of killing him.

The others were merely dust in this war, swiftly passing with no trace or memory.

Such was the Human Realm, and the Six Realms were no different. The flames of war claimed not only lives but also names and traces of existence. Those living half their lives, suddenly disappearing, may leave behind only bones.

Sometimes living a calm, stable life amidst chaos is a luxury. Lin Feng now missed the days as an ordinary person.

The chariots finally rode onto the path leading to the camp.

Everyone rode the carriages for rest. Even those with high cultivation wished for rest to maintain their optimal state. Should anything suddenly happen, they could respond in their best condition, increasing their survival chances greatly.

Lin Feng, repeatedly facing danger, left little time to breathe. But thanks to Hua Shengmi’s energy supply, he hadn’t reached a state of exhaustion yet, though he could be worn out by others.

Now Qian Hua and Qian Yue’s carriage had stopped at the camp. When Qian Yue looked at the end of the carriage, Yuan Hong was no longer there.

Unknowingly, Yuan Hong had gotten off the carriage and gone elsewhere.

A well-dressed soldier saw everyone arriving and hurried to welcome them.

"Sir, you’ve arrived."

The well-dressed soldier addressed the Armored Soldier.

The well-dressed soldiers ranked higher than ordinary soldiers due to their attire, earning them the name well-dressed soldiers.

Those in proper attire generally ranked higher. In Lin Feng’s former time outside the Star-Gazing Pavilion, the attire difference between upper and lower courts was significant.

Thus, the distinction between well-dressed soldiers and ordinary soldiers lay in attire and rank, not robustness.

Those coming to the Peace City’s frontline were certainly not lacking in physique.

The clarity of rankings in the Human Realm contributed to the current chaos. Lin Feng, in charge of Peace City, preached equality, allowing it to revive through disasters.

But as the Armored Soldier arrived, Peace City reached its end.

With enemy invasions and Court divisions, this former Human Realm barrier neared a dangerous edge.

It required someone to break through, and that person was Lin Feng. As long as he led people like Yuan Hong, Qian Yue, and Qian Hua, holding the Human Realm’s hope, the Human Realm could restore its glory.

Thus, Lin Feng had to persist until the gloom entirely vanished.

Lin Feng’s strength wasn’t solely from the Innate Spiritual Seed but also his resilient heart, leading him here.

He watched the Armored Soldier’s jovial slyness and the Court’s hypocrisy and corruption.

Then, as everyone stepped off the carriages.

In the Central Army’s tent, the scene remained lively and bustling with warfare.

The Central Army tent, largest in the camp, was Lin Feng’s first time here. Chen Lang had his soldiers set up this grand tent.

Inside were countless weapons and elegant decor, along with the commanding general’s throne.

Chen Lang hosted Lin Feng, showing high regard for him and his people.

Lin Feng found Chen Lang’s visit fitting for a Human Realm hero, gladly accepting the invitation.

"Come, everyone, let’s drink and enjoy in the Central Army tent today. We’ll discuss war tomorrow." As they stepped off the carriages, the Armored Soldier warmly invited everyone.

Qian Yue and Qian Hua briskly hopped off, eagerly approaching Lin Feng.

"Come, let’s have a few more drinks inside."

Qian Hua, walking alongside, placed a hand on Qian Yue’s shoulder, smiling and chatting.

"Rarely do we have such a relaxed moment. Brother, why the serious expression? Relax."

Seeing Qian Yue somewhat stern, Qian Hua comforted him.

Unaware of Qian Yue’s thoughts, Qian Hua’s cheerful personality didn’t dwell on matters deeply. He believed living each day happily was preferable to complicating things.

"Qian Hua, don’t you feel something’s off in the tent?"

Qian Yue said warily.

Qian Hua, indifferent, didn’t grasp what Qian Yue meant.

"What’s wrong? The only off thing here is you. Come on, let’s drink a bit; stop overthinking."

Qian Hua spoke when Qian Yue stopped him with a left hand.

At this moment, Qian Yue’s serious, alert expression entered a combat state.

Seeing Qian Yue, Qian Hua’s smile vanished, tension surfacing. He turned to see Qian Yue’s earnest demeanor.

Even in naivety, Qian Hua understood something was amiss in the tent.

He shivered, saying to Qian Yue hesitantly, "No way, is there really something happening?" Observing Qian Hua’s nervousness, Qian Yue was also serious.

Lin Feng halted, and the astute Armored Soldier also paused.

Lin Feng reassured questioning Qian Hua, also addressing Qian Yue. Among the four, Qian Hua was the only one not understanding, while the other three had connected.