Making Their Move-Ancestor, Save Me!

Satisfied with the answer, Elder Jiang hurried back to report to Li Xinge.

No sooner had Elder Jiang left

than the Wu Province Governor's Mansion began issuing orders.

Troops from every county prefecture in Wu Province rapidly assembled along the border with Xu Province.

The movement of Wu Province's army was like a great stone hurled into a still lake. It instantly stirred up towering waves across Xu Province.

From the southern counties bordering Wu Province, urgent warnings raced to the Xu Province Governor's Mansion.

Inside the Xu Province Governor's Mansion,

Governor Lü Fengxian studied the warnings one after another, his frown deepening. At last, unable to contain his fury, he slammed his palm onto the table. It shattered in an instant, spraying splinters everywhere.

The serving maids turned deathly pale. They dropped to their knees together, heads bowed low.

"Wei Pingsheng, that old bastard—what is he trying to do? Rob us while the house is on fire? Shameless wretch!"

Lü Fengxian cursed aloud.

He sprang to his feet and paced the hall.

A terrifying pressure radiated from him.

His trusted advisers held their breath, not daring to speak.

After a moment,

Lü Fengxian stopped.

He looked at the advisers and asked coldly, "What do you make of this?"

They exchanged glances.

A gaunt-faced, middle-aged man in a scholar's robe stepped forward.

He cupped his hands and bowed. "My lord, Xu Province and Wu Province have left each other untouched for over a thousand years. Now Wu Province has suddenly raised the full strength of its province and pressed toward our border..."

He paused. "I suspect Yang Province put them up to it. After all, the Wu Province Wei Clan has grown very close to the Yang Province Li Clan in recent years."

Lü Fengxian narrowed his eyes. "That old