Yu Zhenghai looked at Si Wuya, who seemed to be deep in thought, and said, "Wise brother, how should we deal with the stalemates at the western and southern gates?"
Si Wuya smiled and said, "Just leave a few thousand of our men there and continue to cause a scene. If the enemy advances, we'll pull back; if they retreat, we'll march forward. The others should gather at the eastern gate."
"Nice." Yu Zhenghai beckoned a nearby subordinate over and had him pass on the message.
Si Wuya looked down at the Divine Capital and said, "However, the Divine Capital is huge. There might be elites in hiding. It's dozens of miles from the Divine Capital's eastern gate to the Imperial city. If there's an Eight-leaf expert, we can only count on you, Eldest Senior Brother. Do you think you can do it?"
