Li Dalu had been feeling a little down, but after chatting with his junior brother, his mood gradually lifted.
Wang Xian said nothing about returning to the city, nor did he mention fighting the imperial army.
That meant his junior brother truly no longer saw the heroes and prodigies of this world as worth worrying about. Whatever happened next, it really wasn't something he needed his senior brother to fret over.
It was just like the year Wang Xian had taken him away from Baishui Town. In the blink of an eye, they had flown over mountains and passes, even carrying their parents' five graves with them, all the way to the mountain behind the Academy.
No wonder that even after going to the Southern Border all those years ago, his junior brother had remained beyond this world.
Sure enough, the world here was still too small.
By then, General Qin Wentian had already returned to the city lord's residence.
Looking at the food and wine on the table, Qin Wentian tentatively asked, "Does Your Highness have something on your mind?"
Wang Xian shook his head, then suddenly said, "Tell all the soldiers to drink a little less tonight... We strike camp at midnight and travel through the night!"
In an instant, Qin Wentian felt as if he'd been struck on the head with a club.
He stared blankly and said, "We're returning to the imperial capital under cover of night? Does that mean..."
"That's right. I don't want to wait any longer."
Wang Xian said coldly, "At first, I wanted them to taste what it felt like to soar through the skies like a flying dragon. Who knew those fools would bring death upon themselves by ambushing people in the imperial capital who had met me?"
He didn't need