"The Great King summons you."
"Hou Hong obeys the command!"
The Messenger not only called Hou Hong by his name but after finishing, he rode the Xuanhu away without looking back. Hou Hong did not dare to show any emotion and simply lifted his head to gaze at the departing Golden Winged Xuanhu with a trace of envy in his eyes.
"I will return to the main camp first. Continue searching for demons and don't slack off."
"Yes!"
Hou Hong did not ride a horse but transformed into a streak of light, sprinting towards the direction of the Tianwei Army's main camp. The stepfather had sent a Messenger to inform him, indicating that there must be an important matter, so he dared not delay.
At the entrance of the Tianwei Army's main camp, Hou Hong, holding a token, walked unobstructed to the largest tent in the center. Next to the tent, a golden tiger-headed carriage was parked, with three Golden Winged Xuanhu lying on the ground, napping.
