Diwu Qingrou had travelled for almost two-thousand kilometres when he received an urgent military report. Surprisingly, he smiled as he read it.
"Bai Changtian and his army of five-hundred-thousand soldiers are completely annihilated." The expressions of all the generals – who were accompanying Diwu Qingrou on the expedition – changed as they heard this. But, they were surprised to see Diwu Qingrou smile.
"Speed-up the marching pace!" Diwu Qingrou ordered insipidly. Then, he closed his eyes, and lay down partly-reclined in his carriage. He appeared to be meditating. So, no one dared to utter a single word. However, everyone was baffled, [This was such a major defeat. But… Lord Prime Minister doesn't seem to care at all.]
Diwu Qingrou's eyes were closed, but thoughts were rapidly rolling inside his mind. He nodded with satisfaction as he recalled his entire plan once again.
