The Cultists and all Fusang wandering warriors were all rounded up and taken back to the army garrison to be kept under lock and key.

"Tell me, what your plans are?" asked Chu Xun frostily at the shackled Mocheng and his cohorts. The interrogation was being held at the field in the camp.

"We are only here for the ancient ruins outside the city," said Mocheng, still grimacing at the wound at the back of his head. He looked badly bruised and battered; the soldiers ...