Chen Sansi led the troops away, and after another fifty li, stopped at a crossroads on an official road in the wilderness.
"Xu..."
It slipped out so naturally that he found it hard to correct himself: "Bring me the map."
"Who has a map? Quickly!"
Zhao Kang and the others searched but there was no sound for a long time.
"My lord, I have one."
Xia Cong was well-prepared; he presented the map immediately, respectfully unfolding it in front of Chen Sansi: "I have some humble thoughts, I wonder if I should speak?"
On the journey, he could tell the general wanted to call out for Mr. Wo Long, the esteemed Xu, showing that the general lacked a right-hand man. He was ready to step in, hoping to learn more by the general's side in the future, and become a trusted lineage.
Chen Sansi looked at the map, without raising his head, he responded: "Speak freely."
"Thank you, my lord!"
