"Okay," Chu Qiao laughed as she pushed Yan Xun in front of the desk, pointing towards the map and vividly recounting the details of her trip seriously.
The skies were foggy and a profound silence engulfed them both. Drinking a mouthful of tea, Chu Qiao jotted down a final stroke and began pointing at the chart. "As long as General Meng Tian ruled the Meng clan, I would not have to worry about them. Due to current circumstances, instead of worrying about the Sheng Jin palace or about Wei Fa, we have to worry about the Zhuge clan."
Yan Xun picked at his brows and said, "Didn't Zhuge Huai just leave the capital? In recent years, Zhuge Muqing had slowly retreated from the Grand Elder's Council, handing the family matters to Zhuge Huai. Would he interfere this time?"
