"Oh."
Li Junwu softly responded and then squinted his eyes to enjoy the massage.
"....."
While pressing on the firm calves of his good brother, Xu Yuan looked peculiar.
"Oh?"
Hearing that, Li Junwu glanced at Xu Yuan.
"Hmm?"
Xu Yuan chuckled softly and said,
"Shouldn't you act a bit more surprised? And with the Northern Frontier in such chaos, aren't you worried I might never return?"
With a sigh that spoke volumes, Li Junwu's slender legs lifted ever so slightly and slipped out from Xu Yuan's grasp as he sat up.
"It's not that I'm not surprised. It's just that my father has recently corresponded with me."
"Marquis Wucheng?"
Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow, revealing a moment of realization, "No wonder. So you had prior knowledge."
Marquis Wucheng, holding military power in his hands, was dispatched to guard the Great Desert, directly involved in the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Imperial Family's strategies against the Barbarian Tribes.
