With his wife safely away from all this mess, Prince Qui was more than glad to push Tianshi Xue from his mind. Starting today, he would focus all of his energy on making sure that they will win this war.
He spent the rest of his afternoon ironing out the details of their strategy, ensuring there was no room for error. He almost forgot lunch if Aiguo had not called him for it. Still, his mind was preoccupied as he tried to swallow his meal and push it down with water. Then he was back again in the room.
The camp was bustling with anxiety and excitement for what was going to happen the following day. Prince Qui was feeling the same on the inside. He wished that he had not, but years and years spent out of these walls, he could not help but develop a little bloodlust. Or maybe it was not bloodlust but something that resembled ending an impending war.
