Jiang Shang Enters the World to Assist the Court, Grand Preceptor Marches North to Pacify Qiankun

Since the court assembly at the Nine Chamber Hall, Wen Zhong had launched a swift and decisive mobilization of troops and generals.

The entire Chaoge City was shrouded in a grim atmosphere. Countless soldiers, provisions, and weapons converged on the military camps outside the city like surging rivers.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

Everything was ready.

On this day, Wen Zhong entered the palace once more to meet Di Xin.

Inside the Nine Chamber Hall, only the two of them were present as before.

Wen Zhong wore a heavy suit of armor and stood with imposing dignity. The battle-hardened, blood-and-steel aura about him made the vast palace seem somewhat oppressive.

"Your Majesty, I have completed the mobilization of troops and generals. Today, I shall set out to quell the rebellion."

"This old subject has come especially to bid Your Majesty farewell."

Wen Zhong's voice was sonorous and forceful as it echoed through the empty hall.

Di Xin descended from the throne and came before him, reaching out to support the old minister whose hair and beard were completely white.

"Grand Preceptor."

"Thank you for your efforts in quelling this rebellion."

"You are heading to the North Sea, a distant land of bitter cold. Regardless of how the war proceeds, Grand Preceptor, you must take care of your health above all else."

These were not empty courtesies.

They were his heartfelt words.

In all of Great Shang, there were few people whom Di Xin truly respected from the bottom of his heart. Wen Zhong was one of them.

That old man had devoted his entire life to the Great Shang throne.

Wen Zhong bowed, his voice sincere.

"Your Majesty, you praise me too highly!"

"I eat the ruler's pay, so I must serve the ruler."

"Quelling the