The battle had only just ended, and this fellow had already arrived. Unless he had traveled with the army, he could not have gotten here so quickly.

“Ah, y-yes.” Peng Fang’s forehead was slick with cold sweat from the pain. “Over the past few days, more and more people kept gathering at several military towns across the Yin River. It looked to me like there was going to be a battle. Oh, I’m not from Jintao, but I do have some medical skill, so I was hired on as an army medic.”

He Lingchuan smiled at him kindly. “How do you usually communicate with the god Bilu?”

“My god occasionally summons me in my dreams.”

“And in reality?” He Lingchuan did not need to enter dreams to chat with Shinan.

“Reality?” Peng Fang looked utterly bewildered. “That, I’m not sure about. The god only comes to find me at night.”

He Lingchuan gave a...