Long Fei kept lowering his bottom line, trying to understand Governor Wu Youren’s actions.

Yet, in the face of the Demon Army, he retreated silently, leaving millions of refugees behind without care.

A surge of wicked anger flared up in Long Fei’s heart; he was utterly disgusted by this struggle for power that disregarded the safety of the people’s lives.

He shouted an order to Xue Renyi, "Chiliarch, take your soldiers and lead everyone to Jintang Garden! Be quick and maintain discipline. Anyone who dares cause chaos, kill without mercy!"

"Yes!"

Xue Renyi straightened his back, drew his sword, and commanded his subordinates, "All centurions, organize everyone to retreat to the Jintang Garden district. Anyone who causes trouble, kill without mercy."

A group of militia members immediately sprang into action, blowing on the horns they held, forming everyone into the accustomed work formations, gathering them at once.

Seeing this setup, the Shu King realized something wasn’t right and quickly approached Long Fei to ask, "Brother, what’s happening?"

Long Fei informed him, "The Demon Army is here, less than a hundred miles from here. Everyone is retreating to Jintang Garden now. Take the princess and return to Shu State City!"

"Okay, okay!"

The Shu King nodded immediately, appearing slightly ungrateful.

He hurried over and urgently called to Princess Taihua, "Taihua, the Demon Army is here, let’s hurry and leave!"

"Demon Clan?"

Princess Taihua was not frightened but delighted, her head turning like a rattle, "Where? Where are they?"

Collecting the tables and chairs, the Shu King’s head was sweating, "My dear niece, why are you so excited? The Demon Clan is less than a hundred miles from here at their speed, they’ll be here in no time!"

Princess Taihua glanced at Long Fei not far away and said, "What about him?"

The Shu King told her, "He’s escorting the refugees to retreat to Jintang Garden. We’re going to Shu State City. The city walls are tall, and they have many generals; it must be safe."

Princess Taihua raised her chin and lectured, "Uncle, aren’t you ungrateful? Your older brother is here protecting the refugees, yet you’re always thinking of fleeing. Acting like this, how will others perceive you in the future?"

The Shu King was stunned for a moment and hadn’t considered this angle.

Earlier, when Long Fei suggested it, he should have pretended to act accordingly!

However, considering the urgency of the matter, he did not mind so much and advised his niece, "There’s no time to think about that. You are of noble status and must not take risks. If something goes wrong, and your mother blames me, even if I had ten heads, they wouldn’t be enough!"

Princess Taihua pouted, "Are you underestimating me? Though my mana isn’t high, I’m at least in the later stage of the Unity Realm. I can easily handle a few members of the Demon Clan. If you want to leave, go ahead, but I will stay to be with that cold-faced guy."

The Shu King took a deep breath, truly speechless with this royal niece.

He immediately ordered his subordinates, "Quick, send some experts from the mansion here to protect the princess. I, the King, will stay here with the princess to protect the refugees and share their fate today."

Anyway, since Princess Taihua refused to leave, the Shu King put on a death-defying attitude, deliberately raising his voice so that refugees three miles away could hear it loud and clear.

Groups of refugees supported the elderly and children, retreating to Jintang Garden, more than thirty miles away from here.

The main structure of Jintang Garden had been completed; now it was undergoing final renovations.

However, the formation inside had already been set up. With this formation, Long Fei alone could resist a million demon soldiers.

Tens of millions of people are no small number.

Moreover, nearly one-tenth of the young and strong have been drafted away, leaving mostly the old, weak, women, and children.

The refugees had just experienced a few peaceful days, yet they did not expect the Demon Clan to come again.

In the crowd, some couldn’t help but cry out in despair, feeling like the end of the world was coming.

Some elderly men hopelessly squatted on the ground, refusing to leave, saying that the Demon Clan could eat them, so they could at least buy everyone some time.

Long Fei observed the situation, and a soft shout spread across ten miles, "Everyone, stay spirited! Jintang Garden is as solid as a fort and more than enough to deal with the Demon Clan. We only need to endure today, and victory will ultimately be ours!"

Xue Renyi, in the ranks, led everyone in raising their arms and responding, "Victory is certain!"

For a moment, the crowd roared like a wilderness, "Victory is certain!"

"Victory is certain!"

"Victory is certain!"

"..."

Princess Taihua stood outside dumbfounded, watching Long Fei, bathed in sunlight, his robe fluttering in the wind.

The steadfastness on his face, the firm look in his eyes, was something she had never seen before in any young noble.

The voices of millions echoed across the wilderness, causing even the princess’s heart to surge up and down.

Due to the sheer numbers, the pace along the way wasn’t very quick.

The leading forces had entered Jintang Garden, while the elderly, women, and children lagged behind in the refugee camp.

Upon seeing the situation, Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya truly regretted not bringing along the coach buses from the storage ring.

A single bus could carry a hundred people and with a hundred buses running back and forth, the speed wouldn’t have been this slow.

The little Liuzi Long Fei had dispatched to scout quickly flashed back with a golden light, shouting to Long Fei, "Master, the Demon Clan vanguard is less than thirty miles away!"

"Thirty miles?"

Long Fei frowned, looked at nearly a million refugees still in line, and immediately ordered Xu Xuan, Bai Suzhen, the Shu King, and Princess Taihua to come over.

He instructed the four of them to take charge here and ensure that all the refugees make it into Jintang Garden.

He and Wang Xiaoya went to block the Demon Clan, buying time for everyone.

Bai Suzhen worriedly suggested, "Perhaps wait a bit longer; I’ve already informed my master, and he’ll quickly bring all disciples of Qingcheng to help."

Long Fei shook his head and ordered, "There’s no time; execute the plan!"

Without saying much more, he and Wang Xiaoya stepped into the air moving northward, leaving two radiant trails behind in the sky.

Princess Taihua pouted, muttering, "Who are you to order this princess around? This princess also wants to see the Demon Clan!"

Taking advantage of everyone’s inattention, she suddenly disappeared on the spot.

The Shu King, frazzled and overwhelmed, didn’t even notice her.

When Little Diee realized and exclaimed, "Oh no, where’s my princess?"

The Shu King patted his thigh, suddenly realizing his niece was gone.

He stammered, instructing the experts beside him, "Quick, go protect the princess!"

A dozen or so experts clasped their fists, leaving with Little Diee.

Thirty miles away, across the fertile fields, a group of demonic beasts charged through the water, splashing waves into the air.

Shu State territory, with mountains to the east and west, north and south are plains.

The farmland here was fertile, and the rice seedlings were almost ripe, a sea of green tinged with gold.

Yet, being swept over by tens of thousands of dark, oppressive demonic beasts, all was trampled into powder, drifting through the air.

Humanoid Demon Kings at the front blew the horn, shouting hoarsely, "Quick, we’re almost at Shu State City. I heard there are millions of people out there; we can have our fill there!"

"Ooooo!"

"Ooooo!"

"..."

A group of demonic beasts screeched, brandishing sharp claws and fangs, as if seeing a great feast right before them.