The moment Fang Wenshi entered the Iron Mountain camp, he realized something was amiss. The defenses were tight from the outer perimeter to the heart of the camp, yet a murderous air unrelated to any outside enemy hung over the place. He saw two men who looked like officers pass each other, glaring as their right hands reached for the weapons at their waists. Only after they had gone their separate ways did they relax and lower their arms.
Fang Wenshi guessed that he had probably arrived a step too late.
He was shown into an empty tent and left unattended for ages. When he tried to leave, the underlings at the entrance politely stopped him. Each time, they gave him the same answer: "Soon. The strategist will be here any moment."
The "strategist" everyone kept mentioning was apparently not him, which made Fang Wenshi feel a little awkward. He could only stay in the tent and pace back and forth, trying to guess what Iron Mountain's strategist, Shi Qingjue, was discussing with the persuader from Golden Peng Fortress. The Dragon Army had so many advantages that no matter how he looked at it, victory seemed all but certain.
Then his thoughts began to wander. Queen Ju's image kept appearing before his eyes. She was weeping, saying she would rather die as a queen, but did not want to look too awful after death. She hoped the strategist would help her.
Looking back, Fang Wenshi believed he must have been mad at the time. He had actually agreed, and even gone to Divine Doctor Sun for poison. As one of the Dragon King's most important men, he had not even been asked for a reason. He had watched the queen take it, then left the room. When enough time had