"At his level, his vigor had at least entered the viscera. He was a level stronger than me. So you're just letting this grudge go? Otherwise, wait him out until he dies? That guy's pretty old anyway. Wait twenty years, then make your move," Wang Shaojun suggested.
"It's fine. On the road of life, there are always rises and falls. If I had to take revenge on every person who ever harmed me, wouldn't I only be able to live in hatred every day? Besides, Sect Master Zhou had his reasons. I don't blame him," Wei He said seriously.
Wang Shaojun's expression turned strange. Though the two had not known each other for long, their temperaments suited one another, and he understood Wei He quite well by now.
Whenever Wei He said something like this, it meant he would absolutely not let the other party off. The more lightly he said, "Forget it, forget it," the more viciously he would strike when the chance came.
"Right. You said before that when the Chijing Army met the Xiangqu Rebel Army, it suffered two consecutive defeats, correct?" Wei He suddenly asked.
"Yes. Both times, their provisions were intercepted and burned. The supplies that had once been abundant are now in dire straits. Commander Yuchi wants to seek aid from other parts of Taizhou, but the other cities are the same, too busy saving themselves," Wang Shaojun nodded.
"A few days ago, I heard that large and small gangs and sects nearby had all been subjected to investigations. Is that true?" Wei He asked again.
"It is. At Commander Yuchi's request, my father really has been investigating the gangs. He has also confiscated quite a lot of supplies." Wang Shaojun confirmed it once more. "Why are you asking?"
"Alas." Wei He let out