"At present, the only commanders higher in rank than myself should be Mr. Zong and Marquis Wucheng. On what authority does the young master make decisions here? Are you a trusted aide of His Highness, or..."
"Would it suffice to say my father is Xu Yinhè?"
"....." Luo Qingfeng.
"...." Hou Jiancheng.
As he watched the two suddenly fall silent, Xu Yuan waved his hand and spoke lightly with a smile:
"You two, drop any cunning plans you may have in front of me. Mr. Zong has already informed me of everything you might contemplate doing. So, I ask one last time, will you hand them over, or will you not?"
"....."
Luo Qingfeng and Hou Jiancheng exchanged a look, seemingly coming to some realization, and nodded subtly to each other:
"Since the Third Young Master has spoken thus, it would be rather disrespectful of us to refuse. However, we are left with little in terms of supplies."
After speaking,
