Dressed in a striking red outfit, Qian Hong exuded an air of cold elegance. Although a hint of sorrow lingered in her brows, she still managed to smile upon seeing Li Qing. Her features were exquisite, and her sun-kissed skin appeared healthy; when she smiled, she radiated a refreshing vigor.
Li Qing shook his head and spoke calmly, "Commander Qian, with the bandits advancing aggressively, does your family have plans to migrate south?"
Migrating south would require crossing the treacherous mountains of Xiao Cuiling, a daunting task for ordinary folk. However, for a martial arts family like the Qian family, it would be relatively easy to accomplish.
Upon hearing the term "migrate south," Qian Hong's smile gradually faded. After a long pause, she slowly nodded, "Yes, not only the Qian family, but the court is also likely planning to abandon Shengtian and relocate to Fengzhou."