"Huff!"
The old emperor exhaled heavily.
He knew that the people sent to the southern border wouldn't have any news so soon, but he couldn't wait any longer.
With the current situation, he had already written the edict, and the whole capital was under the control of the Third Prince. If he kept waiting like this, his throne would be at risk.
The only course of action left to him was to trust that the southern border hadn't fallen into Qian Jiyun's control and that Qian Jiyun had only claimed so to threaten him.
Thus, he was desperate to hear news from the southern border, feeling that every moment seemed as long as an entire year.
His current state of mind couldn't be described by the phrase 'each day feels like a year.'
"Send someone else, send people to both the southern and Western Borders, we must have the military power firmly in my hands. Send General Qi there, Qian Jiyun wants the military strength from there, but I will not give it to him!"
He ordered.
