Inside a luxurious room in the western camp of Yin City, Wang Chen paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan. Every few minutes, he asked whether the Elder Council in Shangjing had replied. After a while, he asked whether the Wolf Fang Regiment's current whereabouts had been found in the south. He also kept asking how far Qi Kai's Regiment had gotten by now.
Too many arrangements he had prepared for months had all gone down the drain because of Chu Han's actions this time!
How could the Wolf Fang Regiment be in the south? How could they be in the south?!
Wang Chen dared not imagine whether the Wolf Fang Regiment, having arrived south of Yin City before Qi Kai's Regiment, would seize the southern camp's supplies and then, by some further coincidence, reach that hidden location near Yin City and take away all the advanced weapons meant for Qi Kai's Regiment's two thousand men?
If that happened, then wouldn't all his months of planning and the trap he had painstakingly set for Chu Han these past few days have been for nothing?!
Wang Chen could not calm down. The panic and chaos made him unable to focus on handling the other emergencies at the western camp, and he could not accept even the slightest unforeseen change.
"Minister! The fire has grown worse again. If we don't hurry and deploy more people to put it out, it may spread into an uncontrollable blaze!" A soldier rushed in to report, drenched in sweat.
Wang Chen was so anxious that he did not know what to do. He could only roar, "Haven't the people from Shangjing arrived to help yet?!"
"They have!" The man answered at once, then froze before reminding him, "Didn't they send a batch