Having put the matter aside, Meng Zhao asked,
"How long can you stay in Lingwu this time?
If you return later, you may be able to witness the entire process before and after the formation of the Yangwu Army. It would be a rare experience.
If you join the army in the future, Fifth Brother, and lead troops into battle, this experience will be immensely valuable."
Last time, because of Meng Rong's terrible experience in Lingwu City, the two of them had returned to Nan'an after only a short time. Now that Meng Chuan had come here again, perhaps he could stay longer and deepen the bond between them.
Especially after the Plainclothes Alliance's conspiracy had been exposed, having one more person in the Southern An Meng Family who trusted him and could speak for him might one day avert a calamity for him and resolve some trouble.
Meng Chuan laughed heartily, baring his neat, snowy-white teeth as he said proudly,
"Before I left, my father already said that I could stay with you for a while. If Fourth Brother succeeds in seizing power, I can join the army along with the tide, train under the military officers, and when the army is officially formed, I can withdraw and return to Nan'an."
The meaning was obvious. If Meng Zhao could take command of the military, it would be best to arrange for Meng Chuan to enter the army, undergo military training alongside the others, and temper him continuously until he was honed even sharper.
Meng Chuan was indeed the son of an aristocratic family. From childhood, he had worn fine clothes and eaten rich food, starting ahead of ninety-nine percent of the people in the world. Yet precisely because of this, he had to be cultivated into someone stronger and