Wenxin Pavilion supported Second Prince Yan Xiu, while the Fire Clan supported Crown Prince Yan Jian.
The Emperor of Red Kingdom could be considered a most stifled emperor. These two great forces were intertwined with his court like roots and branches; he did not wish to offend either one, and so everything had become a tangled mess.
These matters originally had little to do with Great Cang. They were enemy states, after all—the more chaotic the enemy, the more advantageous it was for Great Cang. But recently, there had been a development on both sides that deserved Great Cang's attention.
What development?
The Second Prince and the Crown Prince had held a meeting at Tongxin Pavilion.
That had been before the Spring Festival. The two sides met at Tongxin Pavilion, with representatives from the Fire Clan attending, as well as representatives from Wenxin Pavilion. It appeared to be a four-party conference, but in truth, it was merely two camps sitting down to negotiate.
No one knew what had been discussed, but the Red Kingdom army along the Qingpan River had shown unusual changes. Their strength had risen rapidly, and their troop deployments and battle formations had changed drastically from before.
The Dark Fragrance agents who had gone through untold hardships to infiltrate Red Kingdom had no precise intelligence, only a general judgment: the four parties had reached a consensus—or perhaps a wager. Whoever could cross the Qingpan River and seize Great Cang's Southern Thirteen Provinces would determine the rise and fall of Red Kingdom's future!
Therefore...
Zhou Mei raised her gaze, her eyes gleaming sharply. "Therefore, I suspect this wager truly exists! Because it corresponds to every side's needs!"
For Wenxin Pavilion, Great Cang was an enmity carved into their bones. So long as Great Cang descended into chaos, they