Zuo Feng did not pay much attention to An Xiong's changing expressions. His mind was busy pondering how to describe the circumstances he knew about. Seeing An Xiong's attitude still so leisurely, it was clear he hadn't grasped the complexity of the current situation.
After a slight hesitation, Zuo Feng spoke up, "City Lord, are you aware that the people of the Fengtian Dynasty have been frequently active around the outskirts of Yan City? I think their target is not merely interested in the surrounding villages."
"What, the Fengtian Dynasty?"
Zuo Feng's unexpected words stirred a sense of shock in An Xiong's expression for the first time. Seeing this change, Zuo Feng knew his goal had been achieved, gaining the other party's attention, allowing him to narrate without haste.
"Our Zuo Village was attacked a few days ago, and now there are no villages in the southeastern direction of Yan City."
