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They were frustrated and annoyed with the itchiness that engulfed them. The moment they heard that it was because of the clothes, they instantly stripped off everything as they cursed at their heartless superiors would demand that they remain fully clothed even while asleep.

Under the moonlight, they looked at each other's naked bodies and burst out in laughter. Suddenly, with no clothes on, everyone seemed so unfamiliar and different. Cheerily, they started to compare the sizes of their manhood, teasing and mocking one another playfully.

In the campsite, a group of nude men fooled around. Various platoon leaders came out to stop this chaotic scene, yelling for them to return to their tents and take precautions to no avail. The crowd giggled, giving a half-hearted, haphazard reply and continued what they were doing.

There were 20,000 Amethyst Cape Knights in total, and the overall leader was in charge of everyone. Under him, there were 20 platoons with each platoon consisting of 2,000 people. Dividing into sub-platoons, there consist of 500 knights in each sub-platoon. Splitting further, there are teams of 50. Initially, there were only 10,000 people deployed at this area, but ever since the Eldest Princess was tasked to patrol the area, she made adjustments to the manpower. Right now, there were 10,000 and 3,000 people she could freely assign about. An extra 3,000 knights were forced upon this current leader—with 2,000 people being the offsprings of officials while 1,000 people from another leader. As a result of this fragmented and sudden change, there was a limit to the amount of authority he held—especially when he too was scratching his butt.

After scratching for a while, the crowd squatted down by the entrance of the tents, discussing whether the cause of this itchiness was due to the high humidity in the environment.

”Hm, humidity… there are herbs on the mountain that can treat such itchiness. After applying a little, the itchiness will go away. The mountains are filled with it. It's dark green, curved leaves and right on the very top, it has spiky whiskers. You'll recognize it at one glance.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

Just as he finished his sentence, someone yelled from the mountain, ”Hey! Why are you still scratching? There's medication on the mountain, and I don't feel the itch anymore!”

A commotion erupted as the naked Amethyst Cape Knights dashed uniformly towards the mountains.

Countless of naked man dashed in the directions of the mountain under the starry light, resembling fishes rushing into the deep sea. The naked ones very quickly streamed into the mountains from various entrances, disappearing into the darkness of the forest.

”Come back! Come back! You are not allowed to enter the mountains at night!” The Amethyst Cape Knights' leader and vice leaders felt that it was a bad idea, yelling them to come back as they rushed out of the tents.

But those subordinates eager to stop the itchiness at all cost pretended to ignore those orders and scuttled away. The leaders probed their heads out from the tents, scratching their butts as they yelled, ”Bring back more for everyone to use—”

The yells danced to the top of the cliff along with the breeze. A certain young lady, with her chin resting on her palm, watched on intrigued by this scene. With a light sigh, she marveled. ”What a spectacular sight!”

”Certainly a once in a lifetime scene!”

Zhangsun Wuji stood up. ”Tie Cheng and Zhong Yi have finally driven them up the mountains. Let's leave it to them, and next up, it'll be our turn… Dark night and comfortable breeze, the perfect time for a nude run.”

Meng Fuyao laughed. ”Dry weather, the perfect time to kill.”

The leader sat in the main tent, scratching away. As he scratched, he thought about the odd stuff that happened tonight. From the epidemic in that town to the itchiness that plagued the entire army of knights, the more he pondered over it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He stood up abruptly and headed to call them back.

Every single one must return! Even if it meant killing those that refused to listen!

He quickly got himself dressed. Just as he was about to call someone in, the curtains of the tent were lifted up, and a person in purple gracefully entered with a smile. ”My dear leader, you do not have to call for me. I am right here.”

With a faint smile, that person strolled over. Noticing that person's gaze, the leader felt shivers running down his spine. His instincts, from the many years of experiences he had, warned him that this person wasn't one he would win against and he quickly retreated.

Chi—

That quiet sound of the blade against the skin was a familiar tune for the leader of the Amethyst Cape Knights. He had heard it countless times in his lifetime, but this time was different. This time, it was the sound of his own skin against the blade.

His back was cold. But yet, in the cold, a warmth emerged. The coldness was another's blade, the warmth was his blood.

The leader slowly turned back with difficulty. In his blurred and shaky vision, he could see a youth with delicate features pointing her blade forward with a sinister smile. And he, this time round, was the one hanging from the blade.

That youth's hand remained there sturdily. It was as though the blade had been fixed there and it was he, the leader, who willingly skewered himself onto the blade.

But that leader knew, that wasn't the case at all.

He had climbed up to his position, in an environment where the strong had preyed upon the weak, step by step. How could he be weak? After countless of blood baths and battles, he could instinctively locate enemies and their killing aura anywhere in ten feet of his radius. But just now, not only did he not know how that person entered, he did not even sense anyone behind him.

This must be the person that massacred 100 of the Amethyst Cape Knights, making them search, day and night.

The moment before his death, he could clearly feel that blade slowly pulling out of him, casually splattering blood over his face.

”What a cool style. Very well, from now onwards, call me Meng Splatter Blood,” she decided whimsically.

Meng…

So… it was her.

The leader wanted to open his mouth. He wanted to scream and announce it to everyone that he finally knew who that person was. Unfortunately, Meng Splatter Blood would not give him another chance to struggle.

The very last thing he noticed was a ball of black and white scurrying over, shutting him up with its butt.

On the side of the main tent, there were a couple of tents for the vice leaders. They scratched away and discussed the current situation with absolutely no inkling of what was happening in the tent next door.

”Like a bunch of headless flies. Right now, we don't even know who the other party is!”

”Our brothers have died a baffling death in Guanyuan!”