C687 Fighting Your Grandfather for Wisdom?

Outside of Dawn City, the sound of killing shook the sky. The light of the fire illuminated the night sky, and the smell of blood floated along with the wind to every corner of the valley.

An old man wearing a purple cassock was standing in the middle of the road, behind him was a group of healers. The old man said to an armored leader, "Let the healers up on the city walls