Zhuge Yue remained silent as he drank his cup of wine. The wind blew between the gap separating them, bringing with it an icy chill. Chu Qiao looked at him as the past memories flashed across her mind. She was slightly dazed as she held her wine cup in her hand, not knowing what to say.
"I saw him."
"Who?" Chu Qiao asked.
"The man who lured me to kill the soldiers from the Southwest Emissary's Garrison." Zhuge Yue looked up and continued, "His name is Cheng Yuan. Presently, he is the chief marshal of the First Army of Yan Bei. He has assumed Wu Daoya's position. Other than Yan Xun, he is the next most powerful figure in Yan Bei."
Chu Qiao lowered her head, not speaking a word. Zhuge Yue looked at her and thought for a long while before nodding and saying, "You made the right decision to head back to the inner mainland of Yan Bei. The power struggle within the Yan Bei army is complicated. You should not stay at that place."
