"Has the person who delivered the letter left?"
"Gone!" the old servant replied.
Tan Jingtai stood up and paced back and forth in the courtyard with his hands clasped behind his back for a long while.
Naturally, the letter had been sent by Yang Zhengshan.
Yang Zhengshan was not in the habit of doing good deeds without leaving his name behind. Since he was going to help Tan Jingtai, he naturally had to let Tan Jingtai know it was his merit.
After all, Tan Jingtai would be his immediate superior in the future, and there would still be many things he would need Tan Jingtai's help with.
"Grandpa, what's wrong? Are we still playing chess or not?"
Tan Jingtai's doubt and hesitation made the little grandson playing chess with him feel dissatisfied.
Hearing his little grandson's voice, Tan Jingtai stopped and fixed both eyes on him.
The Little Person was clever and quick-witted, well-behaved and adorable.
This kid was his most beloved grandson. Unfortunately, this little grandson had come too late.
"Grandpa~~" his little grandson called again.
Tan Jingtai came back to himself, a kindly smile appearing on his face. "Xiao Cheng, play by yourself for now. Grandpa still has matters to handle."
For his grandson's future, for the family's future, he should compete for it.
If he did not compete, his grandson could only start from scratch in the future. If he did compete, then even if he could only pull his grandson up a little, it would still be worth it.
At this thought, Tan Jingtai's back straightened considerably. The ease in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by two streaks of Sharp Light edged with keen intent.
"Prepare a horse. To the Assistant Regional Commander's Mansion!"
Anyuan City, Garrison Commander's Office.
Yang Zhengshan walked from the rear