While Chunyu Hong was considering the right time to tactfully voice his concerns, a figure rushed forward, yelling as he ran, "General! General! It's not good…"
"Calm yourself! What are you doing, yelling here!" Chunyu Hong's face fell with icy anger. Yelling like a fool in front of His Highness, abandoning all decorum and composure, was this vice general trying to embarrass him by showing a lack of training in his subordinates?
Chunyu Hong's rage swelled, and he was just about to order the fool whipped when Ning Yi raised a hand and stopped him.
Ning Yi was still considering the empty horizon that Feng Zhiwei and her Steel Battalion had rode down — the same direction the vice general was rushing from.
"What happened?"
The vice general finally recognized Ning Yi and the man's face abruptly shifted. Ning Yi watched as the officer's expression changed, and the prince's eyes narrowed.
