Turning back, Shao Pingbo asked again, "Keep a close watch on the matters in the palace. Make sure nothing goes wrong."
Shao Sansheng replied, "Rest assured, Young Master. Everything is normal; there will be no problems. We'll know the outcome tomorrow morning. It's just that Ghost Doctor's disciple—there's a chance he may intervene. I heard he could even cure Red Child's poison. If he does step in, I'm afraid it may spoil things... Young Master, should we deal with him as well, lest he become a future threat?"
Shao Pingbo turned to gaze at the twilight beyond the window. After a moment of silence, he said slowly, "The rumors about Ghost Doctor in the cultivation world make it impossible to gauge his depths... It is best not to provoke Ghost Doctor's people if we can avoid it. If the rumors are true, who knows what trouble they might stir up at such a critical juncture. As long as something happens in the palace, as long as there are no slips in the palace, it does not matter whether he intervenes or not. Keep a close eye on Hao Yunsheng, Prince of the West Court. We cannot give him a chance to back out."
Shao Sansheng replied, "Yes!"
Beneath the vast starry sky, the soldiers were exhausted, yet they continued their hurried march.
A rider galloped in, shouting his report. "General, the commander-in-chief's reply has arrived. Rebel forces really are attacking the Capital City. The commander-in-chief has ordered us to return and reinforce it at once!"
Ba Yuancheng snatched the letter from his saddle and read it. When he finished, he beat his chest and sighed heavily, then waved his hand and shouted, "The army will quicken its pace!"
A general beside him said, "General, the men are too exhausted.