Yang Sheng read the letter carefully twice, then inverted it on the desk, his expression changing several times as the worry lines on his face trembled incessantly.
After a while, Yang Sheng nodded calmly without changing his expression, "I have received the letter; you have worked hard. Go and rest well."
He waved his hand, directing a servant at his side to help the messenger who had delivered the letter to leave.
After watching the messenger depart, Yang Sheng leisurely picked up his teacup and used the lid to stir the leaves, his tone suddenly turning cold, "When will the Allied Fleet be able to return to port?"
A servant answered, "Probably tomorrow morning."
"There are many suspicions regarding the shipwreck. Convey my orders, have the entire crew of the Allied Fleet delay entering the port and search for nearby islands to land on instead. Without my command, they are not permitted to come ashore."
"But the English may not listen to us."
