Central Army tent of Yibai.
At the head of the main seat.
Yibai held an Imperial Decree in his hand, lost in thought.
Not long ago, the Celestial Court dispatched a Celestial Strongman to deliver the edict, with the command of the Heavenly Emperor that five years hence, he was to deploy troops to march west, as the demons of Xizhou were planning to attack the Northern State to give South State a chance to breathe.
Upon receiving this news, Yibai, of course, accepted the command, but he felt a profound sense of the trouble brewing between South State and Xizhou.
What is this fuss all about?
What's there to fuss over?
The movements of the two states in five years were already foreknown by the Celestial Court.
What's the point of fighting then?
Yibai shook his head.
Nevertheless, he accepted the decree, prepared to head to the western borders of the Northern State when the time came.
However, that was to be in five years, so there was no need for urgency.
