The Heaven and Earth Dragon Spear

A Letter

With breathless breath and sweat drenching his face and back, Qin Guan got off the bed and lit a lantern. The memory of the war at the border a dozen years ago was present in his dream.

The roar of victory shouted by his soldiers as well as the moans of death from the mouths of his opponents blended into one in those dark memories. When his long spear fiercely rained down on the opponent's body, it was his white sword that took his life in every slash he made.

Qin Guan's face deteriorated as well as his feelings became remiss. Because considering the last time he had a dream on the battlefield, the southern and eastern borders were attacked at one time and killed many of Ji Feng's soldiers on the border.

In this case, Qin Guan was more worried about the eastern border as the situation of the past few months had become calmer, as if a period of calm before the storm hit.

While Qin Guan was laying out a long parchment to write a letter, the window of his room was knocked from the outside for seven taps. Qin Guan turned towards the window and said softly, "come inside."

Soon the unlocked window was opened from the outside. A person wearing a black hooded robe sneaked in from the window. His face is invisible, only the silhouette of the mouth and the bearded beard that indicates if the figure is a man.

"What's so important are you bringing?" Qin Guan asked quietly, his eyes staring intently at the man. Without answering a word of Qin Guan's question, his hand slipped under the cloak and took out a white envelope with red leres, inscribed with a sentence, "Lin greets Di gege."

Qin Guan opened the envelope and read it. The letter was written by the second young master of the sky pavilion, Lin Tian.

"Xiao Sin defeated Zhou Qinghou in Xiang city, Zhen Ping was injured. The miss of the demon hand organization harbored a sense towards Xiao Tian. Xin Dong challenged Zhen Ping to a sword fight but Xiao Tian thwarted him. Right now our sister is a member of the sword palace in Nan city. He'll be fine.

Stay alert

Tian Lin"'s"

After reading the letter, Qin Guan immediately set it on fire. Qin Guan grabs the brush and ink tub and then inserts character after character on the parchment.

One sheet of parchment that was very wide was filled with writing. Qin Guan lifted the parchment and blew it to dry the still wet ink. After a while, he folded the parchment and put it in the same envelope and sealed it with a candle.

"Send my regards to the second young master. Careful." Qin Guan handed over the envelope and in a few breaths the man who had been sitting in front of Qin Guan had disappeared.

Qin Guan could only sigh slowly, the night was still long but his eyes were no longer sleepy. Grabbing his outer clothes, Qin Guan exits the room and heads towards the garden to enjoy the night breeze.

"Dad ... do I have to reveal everything?" qin Guan murmured. Returning to mind Wang Jiang's figure in his mind, the figure of the man who was playing the spear crazily like a whirlwind, shriveled like a snake and was nimble like a starving tiger.

The Wang family's spear movement, a hereditary technique that the Wang family mastered. However, currently only a few people master it, one of them is Qin Guan because before his father died, he had already mastered it entirely.

As Qin Guan dissolved in his mind, there was the sound of footsteps approaching.

"Why are you still here?"

Qin Guan turned his face back, looking at the man who had just arrived.

"Mr ... You haven't slept?" said Ning Lei.

There was a slow snort from Qin Guan's mouth, as if he didn't like Ning Lei's reply. "When have questions been answered?"

Ning Lei scratched his non-itchy brows, "Master, today I am indeed a nighttime picket. Coincidentally I passed by here and saw you alone."

"Is there anything that bothers you, sir?" ask Ning Lei.

Qin Guan nodded slowly, his hand patting the seat beside him, asking Ning Lei to sit on the spot. Ning Lei nodded and sat down beside the restless-looking Qin Guan.

"I'm having a nightmare. Last I dreamed of this, our northern border was attacked, killing many of Ji Feng's troops and several thousand Qin troops. In the north it looks too calm these days, but the storm is coming soon."

Ning Lei's pupils widened when he heard Qin Guan's words that he had never expected. However, as far as Ning Lei knew was, this intuition of his superior rarely missed.

"If so, I will send a warning to General Chen to be vigilant."