A rapidly flowing river surrounded the Mausoleum of Books, just like the moat around Luoyang.
The flat and treeless ground between the two factions was actually a bridge across this river, though the breadth and thickness of the bridge meant few people realized this.
A seal that had existed since ancient times made it incredibly difficult for people to fly in and around the Mausoleum of Books.
Wang Po, by standing there, seemed to be saying, 'With one man standing at this pass alone, ten thousand men cannot pass.'
The problem was that many experts, assassins, and Daoists had already entered the Mausoleum of Books.
What did he want to do by standing there?
Wang Po explained, "If they do not reach an agreement, I will strike."
Yes, this was the answer.
He stood here not to guard the Mausoleum of Books, but so that he could launch an attack at his opponent at any time.
The faces of the princes flickered at these words while the Prince of Zhongshan's eyes turned even gloomier.
