Diwu Qingrou stopped talking and poured himself another cup of wine as he drank it slowly.
The bright full moon slowly began to drift towards the west. In the pavilion, the shadows of the trees slowly moved along with the moon.
"I would want to personally write a letter to Tie Butian to bring back Number One's family." Diwu Qingrou suddenly spoke quietly after drinking five to six cups of wine consecutively.
"Do you think Tie Butian would be agreeable to this?" Han Buchu was startled. Diwu Qingrou was planning on writing the letter himself. This was representative of his attitude towards the situation! He was using his own name to request something from Tie Butian so he could be insulted?
How much prestige would he lose with such a gesture?
"Tie Butian will agree!" Diwu Qingrou said casually, "Send orders to Dong Wu Fa. Tell him to attack two of Iron Cloud's cities as quickly as possible, and open Iron Cloud's door!"
