Real and Fake Indistinguishable

"Commander, an urgent letter from Southern Zhili—great fortune!"

Pingyang Prefecture River Conservancy Office.

Ran Zhongshi rushed into the third-floor study, slapped down the document, and beamed with wild delight.

"Great fortune?"

Xu Yuelong shot to his feet and opened the booklet.

Beneath the talisman-like scrawl, it clearly read: Depart immediately. Victory without defeat.

His brows gradually knit together.

"In mid-February, Southern Zhili's reply still stated minor misfortune. How had it suddenly become great fortune after merely one month?"

Ran Zhongshi said, "Could something have changed within the enemy? Something Southern Zhili happened to catch?"

"How could it be that simple... Divination cannot be trusted completely. Getting three or four chances in ten right would already be remarkable. We haven't changed, so could Southern Zhili directly divine the Ghost Mother Sect's movements? If they had such ability, why establish a separate prefecture at all?"

Ran Zhongshi was equally puzzled.

They had not changed, yet Southern Zhili's divination had shifted from minor misfortune to great fortune. Clearly, the Ghost Mother Sect's actions had been caught.

"Why not ask the newly appointed Record Military Advisor?"

The newly appointed Record Military Advisor?

Xu Yuelong froze, unable to think of who it might be.

"Frog Duke?"

"Croak!"

Old Toad scratched his belly.

A corner of the water-and-land map flipped over with a rustle.

Xiang ChangSong curiously leaned closer for a look, only to see Ta Ta Kai poking a tiny hole at a certain point with his claw.

"Almost at Cang Prefecture?"

"A little over two and a half days. More or less. It's a feng shui treasure land too." Cao Rang leaned against the ship's railing. "I heard that whenever anyone passes through Cang Prefecture, whether from the underworld or the lawful path, whether traveling by water or land, they must all lower