In a farmhouse in a small mountain village, two groups of people were facing each other. Both sides were prepared for a fight, with roughly equal numbers. The atmosphere was tense... an ominous silence filled with the smell of gunpowder.,Zhou Yi watched them leave and let out a faint sigh. "Tell your boss that as long as they don't set foot in our country, I won't interfere. ~After all, I don't have time for such things.",In the misty mountains and waters, the child stood in the courtyard, like a pine tree covered in snow, making people unable to look directly.。