Loyal Far Count.
His own cousin-in-law.
Together with Prince Jiang and Prince Qi, he had taken part in that war.
After returning from the battlefield, his cousin-in-law had died in battle, and Zhongyuan Count's Estate had been confiscated.
There had to be some hidden secret behind it.
Zeng Anmin's thoughts were somewhat tangled, but outwardly, he still looked calmly at the Little Fatty Crown Prince.
The Little Fatty Crown Prince had already begun slowly recounting that great war:
"The Holy Dynasty and the Jiang Dynasty joined forces to attack the Bi Xuan tribe."
"The battlefield was Yumen Pass, before the Myriad Demon Mountain Range."
"Speaking of Yumen Pass, before Emperor Ai of Han ascended the throne in the previous dynasty, his father, Emperor Xin of Han, had shown remarkable foresight and ordered it built along the border."
"It was precisely because of Yumen Pass that our Great Sage Dynasty and the Jiang Kingdom had remained free of Demon Race calamities for centuries."
"Get to the point." Zeng Anmin sensed that the Little Fatty Crown Prince was getting more and more carried away and reminded him.
"Oh, oh!" The Crown Prince cleared his throat, gathered his thoughts again, then looked up and said seriously,
"Back then, our Great Sage Dynasty had Ji Qing holding the line with seventy thousand elite troops, alongside Prince Qi, a newly advanced Fourth Rank Martial Artist."
"And there was another man. Though only Fifth Rank, he wielded a three-foot sword and could withstand a Fourth Rank Martial Artist without defeat—the peerless genius Duan Yuheng!"
The Crown Prince paused, his expression turning composed once more. "That was Loyal Far Count."
"Loyal Far Count had once been known as the Capital City's Number One Sword."
"Wasn't Capital City's Number One Sword Bai Ziqing?" Zeng Anmin froze for a