After reading it carefully, Xu Yuan let out a long sigh.
These days, he had already seen many internal references.
Even though they were all the lowest third class, he had a rough idea of what the rest of Dayan's territories were like.
Yet, the true state of the northern battles still seemed somewhat absurd to him.
Putting down the internal reference, Xu Yuan leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples hard, sighing:
"It's too rotten...."
No sooner had he spoken than Xu Yuan laughed helplessly.
Because he realized that he seemed to have no right to say such a thing.
In the Prime Minister's Mansion, in the northern borderland, they too had their own influence.
Among the Grade Fifth Integration Body deputy generals who were blasted into mush by Princess Jiu, there was someone from his own family.
But in truth, under such circumstances, it was really very difficult to accomplish anything.
