Seeking Help

Xiao Fengchai regretted her rashness a little. Judging by what she had seen in Dragon Court, and by the fact that the Dragon King had borrowed over a hundred thousand Northern Court cavalrymen, she had assumed Jade City would soon break free of Golden Peng Fortress's control. But what she had seen and heard at Tongtian Pass had left her feeling far less certain.

All the Dragon King's provisions had been stopped inside the pass, unable to advance even an inch. Soldiers and refugees alike passed Prince Dudun's exploits from mouth to mouth, while few even mentioned the Dragon King. A person who stood outside for half an hour would be swayed by the street gossip and come to believe completely that Your Highness the Prince would be the future Khan.

Xiao Fengchai regretted her decision, but not enough to change her mind. She believed in the Dragon King. When that man had coldly rejected her advances, she had known his ambitions were great.

It was like doing business. Prices rose and fell, and no one could predict them accurately. Sometimes, simply because too many people believed some commodity would rise in value, everyone started hoarding it, and a rare commodity turned into a rare disaster.

The Dragon King was at a delicate stage. Plenty of people believed in him, but even more did not. Xiao Fengchai thought this was the best time to openly join the Dragon Army. Any earlier would have been too risky; any later, and she might become just another insignificant face in the crowd.

She had never been a gambler, but she was tired of the comings and goings in Liuren Lane. Since returning from Dragon Court, she had also grown tired of Meng Mingshu's hotheadedness and stupidity. The Meng Family was on the verge