The two sides discussed the details further. Then Bai Yang took his leave of King Chen and the others and headed west, away from the capital of the Chen Dynasty.
The plaza outside the pavilion was bustling. Art troupes from all over the Chen Dynasty were pulling out all the stops to showcase their talents, singing and dancing as they prepared for the upcoming Yuan Festival. They had no idea that a storm powerful enough to sweep across three neighboring nations and engulf countless lives was about to descend!
"I hope that on this day next year, I'll still be able to see such a joyous scene."
After Bai Yang left, King Chen gazed at the plaza outside the pavilion, his tone complicated.
Chen Yongfa tried to reassure him. "Your Majesty, we have a great chance of winning. By this time next year, our land and rivers will still be here."
"That's right, Your Majesty. Just as Mr. Bai said, the Great Light Dynasty isn't so fearsome. If they dare come, we'll join forces and make them crawl back in disgrace," Huang Qiu chimed in.
This wasn't the time to speak discouragingly. They could only look on the bright side.
"I understand. Begin the preparations..." King Chen said, facing the plaza. His expression was calm, but his fists were clenched so tightly beneath his wide sleeves that his knuckles had turned white.
Since war was unavoidable, they could only stake everything on the fight!
Bai Yang crossed the sky and headed west. His next destination was the Jiang Dynasty. Once Chu Tianya arrived in this region, neither the Jiang Dynasty nor the Great Moon Dynasty could stay out of it. He had to convince them to join his side.
As Bai Yang neared the border of the Chen Dynasty and