Just as Li Qiang predicted, the King didn't send any more assassins. The journey had been slow… but they were safe and well-rested.
So, when they arrived at the base in the north, they were all energetic. Well… too energetic that now, Wang Rouyun immediately decided to attack the other camp.
"We should plan this carefully, no?" Li Qiang leaned back on the bed. On the way here, he pretended to be a good wounded Duke and has been in his bed, lying. Actually, he quite enjoyed it. He found an excuse to meditate and enhance his Qi without having anyone doubt him or call him lazy.
"They lost a lot of people," Wang Rouyun said. "I already made up my mind. We will attack… three days from now."
"You just arrived…"
