His trusted aide said cautiously, "I heard there's fighting."
At the words "fighting," Gongxi Chou's expression turned sour. He might have spent this whole time trying to hide, but that didn't mean he was cut off from the news. He'd heard that King Zhi's envoy had ordered Xiaocheng slaughtered from top to bottom, yet still hadn't found the so-called "National Seal."
His spirits had taken quite a hit, and his temper was running high.
But the one even more distraught than King Zhi's envoy was King Zhi himself.
Despite having the title "King Zhi," he wasn't stupid. No one understood better than King Zhi what would happen if they failed to obtain the National Seal. Once Zheng Qiao recovered and suppressed the crowds eager to rebel, he'd come after King Zhi first.
King Zhi and his other rebellious brother grew more and more anxious by the day.
This was evident in the increasingly severe wording of the secret letters the old general received. Even Gongxi Chou, who had shut himself away from visitors for days, had heard about them.
Gongxi Chou sneered. "More fighting?"
Last time, they'd gone to all that trouble for nothing, slaughtering an entire city for the so-called "National Seal." What sort of nonsense were they planning this time?
His trusted aide bowed his head. "I heard it's against the Alliance Army."
Gongxi Chou asked, "What Alliance Army? That rabble?"
His trusted aide said, "That's the one."
Gongxi Chou pressed his lips together and said coolly, "I understand. Go back and tell my adoptive father I'll get ready and head over."
He said he'd get ready, but in truth, he didn't do a thing.
He simply disliked being punctual and was deliberately making them wait. Even though everyone else knew it perfectly well, they had no choice