Jingjiang Xu Estate, Library Pavilion.
Xu Yuan sat quietly by the window, reading the Grade C internal report Ying'er had just personally brought him.
His exchange with that old lady Lou Ji two days earlier had taught him that even the internal documents in his household were divided into grades.
The classification system was extremely strict:
Ten grades, from A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, to J, ranked from highest to lowest.
A person's identity and strength, and the contributions they had made, clearly determined which grade of internal documents they could read.
The complete information on the war in the north was Grade C.
Because of the ridiculous things he had done in the past, even Lou Ji couldn't tell him about it directly. She had to ask his father first.
After all,
If he sold it off again, that would be quite the spectacle.
It had taken two days to arrive, so his father must have agreed.
The sunlight was just right. As birds and geese took flight and came to rest, a gentle breeze swept past.
Xu Yuan had loved this feeling ever since his previous life.
A cup of tea, a book, an entire afternoon.
Leisurely and carefree.
But as he continued reading the internal report, Xu Yuan realized he couldn't stay carefree.
The Barbarian Tribe.
Xu Yuan rubbed his brow.
In Cangyuan, one of the storylines had the Barbarians, who swept down from the north, as the final boss the players had to face. But the story had never mentioned this current war at all.
Now that he was reading about it, he saw that things were far worse than he'd imagined.
Seven years ago, while the Marquis of Martial Achievement still guarded the Northern Border, the Barbarians beyond the frontier couldn't