"Speaking of Yan Baoru, one cannot help mentioning Tong Mo." Niu Youdao suddenly said this. After pondering for a while, he slowly added, "Make preparations. We're going to Yan Capital!"
"Yan Capital?" Guan Fangyi's expression turned grave. "I'm afraid we do not have enough manpower to guarantee your safety in Yan Capital."
Niu Youdao gave a half-smiling snort. "No need to make a great fuss. All these years, I have never shown my face publicly in Yan Capital. This time, I'll give it a try."
"Show yourself publicly?" Guan Fangyi was stunned, then promptly urged him to think twice.
Southern Prefecture City received an honored guest: Shang Youlan, the Empress Dowager of Zhao Kingdom, who had come to see her daughter, Hai Ruyue.
At such a time, her purpose in seeking Hai Ruyue was naturally the ceasefire negotiations between Yan and Zhao.
Though Shang Jianxiong had made everything perfectly clear, she also knew that Shang Chaozong would likely find it difficult to decide this matter himself. The cultivator forces behind every faction had already fought until their eyes were red; those cultivators were the hidden key to deciding whether there would be war or peace.
Even if Shang Chaozong could help, rashly approaching him would certainly be useless. Even seeking out a nephew one degree closer in relation had been futile—how could she place her hopes on Shang Chaozong, a relative one degree further removed?
That was why she had come to her daughter. After all, Hai Ruyue was her own flesh and blood. Perhaps if she pleaded, it might work.
Her daughter, after all, commanded the troops of Jinzhou and was currently fighting alongside Shang Chaozong. With a measure of military authority in her hands, she surely held some influence over him. As long as she could persuade