"Hmph, you won't be short on Rare Metals."
Seeing Chen Ping's smug expression, Xu Jiujiu snorted in displeasure. "Miser, cheapskate. No matter how everyone called you just now, you wouldn't wake up. The moment the Marshal and I briefly discussed how to compensate you for the blood you spilled this time, you immediately snapped awake."
Chen Ping merely rolled his eyes. "You said it yourself, I'm the one who bled this time. Of course I won't feel at ease until the compensation is safely in my pocket. But with those words from Her Highness the Princess, I can rest easy."
Chen Ping jumped down from Xuanji Douluo's arms. He swayed a few steps, feeling lightheaded, before steadying himself again.
"However, aside from that, there are a few matters I would like to ask the Marshal and His Excellency Xuanji about. I wonder whether the two of you have the time?"
Chen Ping cupped his hands toward Dai Hao and Xuanji Douluo, his expression serious.
"Does King Wu'an wish to discuss military affairs and marching plans?"
"If so, why not bring Her Highness the Princess along as well? Her Highness is exceptionally gifted, and she is also in charge of mobilizing reinforcements from within the country this time. Many troop deployments will require her approval."
Xuanji Douluo had also seen through Xu Jiujiu's little thoughts by now, and he promptly spoke considerately, doing her a favor.
Although Xuanji Douluo had already risen as far as he could as commander of the Northwestern Frontier's First Soul Master Legion, it was still good to earn another favor for his sons and grandsons.
Seeing the flash of delight in Xu Jiujiu's eyes, Xuanji Douluo knew he had said the right thing.
"Uh, that's not it."
Chen Ping shook his head. "With matters here settled,