Da Feng felt as if he was being stared at by a ghostly deity at the moment he laid eyes on Chen Qing.
It was not the sensation of being watched by an Ancient Fierce Beast but rather, the gaze felt profoundly mysterious, as if a ghost or god had glanced his way.
Without any reason, Da Feng felt a wave of panic.
However, when he clearly saw Chen Qing's military strength, he relaxed slightly.
"It turns out there are only about three hundred people. I scared myself."
"This Lord Wen of Nanli seems mediocre at best. Three hundred people charging at my three thousand soldiers? What's the difference from courting death?"
"Indeed, just as Her Highness said, all these Qingxu Jidang, they are merely empty reputations."
"After fighting for over three years, how cowardly and fearful of death must they be?"
At this moment, he only saw Chen Qing raise his hand gently, and the renowned Dragon Cavalry began charging towards him.
