As Chu Qingzhi's voice faded, a guard's voice came from outside, "General, General Chen from the border army requests to see you."
The two exchanged glances; it was too coincidental—they were just discussing the border army when someone from there showed up.
Chu Qingzhi quickly hid behind a screen, and Tang Jinghong looked around and said, "Let General Chen in."
"Yes." The guard lifted the tent flap, "General Chen, please come in."
General Chen, clad in armor, was a man of towering stature with a broad and sturdy build, straightforward yet possessing a keen mind for military strategy, an invaluable general talent. He bowed slightly as he entered, greeting loudly, "General Tang, a pleasure to see you."
Tang Jinghong returned to his seat, "At ease, General Chen. What brings you to my tent today?"
General Chen looked troubled, "General Tang, you must help an old friend."
