Inside the main command tent.
Bai Xiaowen and Yuan Shang, these brothers in name only, were also exchanging cups and chatting merrily. The tent was filled with harmony, with none of the bloodshed from earlier.
Dong Zhao accompanied them. Seeing Bai Xiaowen remain composed and talkative all alone in the heart of the "enemy camp," he could not help comparing him to Yuan Shang. Whether in conversation and experience or in ingenuity and quick thinking, Yuan Shang was far inferior to Bai Xiaowen.
He secretly mused that Yuan Shao having a son like this was truly an anomaly. A lord like "Young Master Yuan Xi" was genuinely captivating.
However, whether he was truly worth following would still depend on "Young Master Yuan Xi's" methods—whether he could escape this den of dragons and tigers and turn danger into safety.
If he had no backup plan and was captured by Yuan Shang, causing his advantageous position to collapse, then all his heroic displays from before would become negative labels. Some people might still praise him, but even more would mock him.
Bai Xiaowen knew this very well.
It was just like playing League of Legends. When your side had a huge advantage and someone messed around on the enemy high ground, the enemy would definitely come out in full force to catch him.
At that point, if you could escape under the encirclement of five enemies while still gaining some strategic benefit, that was an amazing display of skill. If you were caught and killed, allowing the enemy to turn the tables in one push, that was throwing the game.
Bai Xiaowen's ambitions were even greater. He did not merely want to mess around on the enemy high ground—he wanted to kill all five people who came to catch him. That was