Seeing this, Jun Xuantong's subordinates all roared, "Old Marshal!"
But Jun Xuantong shot them a fierce glare, then gripped the imperial decree and looked at Sikong Jing.
The next moment, another of Jun Xuantong's generals charged out...
He snarled madly, "Brat, if you dare accept that decree, do you believe I'll destroy you right now?"
Sikong Jing stared steadily at Jun Xuantong, ignoring the roars of the generals one after another. At last, he stepped forward and accepted the imperial decree.
Just then...
Jun Yiyao, whose eyes were filled with incomparably complicated emotions, found another storage stone within the treasure message bird. The items inside belonged to Sikong Jing—the marshal's robes, the Seven-Seal General's token, and the rest of his bestowed honors...
Jun Yiyao personally handed every one of these items to Sikong Jing.
She slowly took another step back, while Sikong Jing naturally accepted everything without exception. Once all the items were in his hands, Jun Xuantong's subordinates roared even more fiercely, their killing intent and battle aura soaring into the heavens.
Meanwhile, Sikong Jing and Jun Xuantong simply stared at each other.
At last, Sikong Jing, who had not spoken until now, said softly, "Old General Jun, let us speak somewhere private."
Jun Xuantong gazed deeply at Sikong Jing and slowly nodded.
In the next instant, the two vanished from the plaza before the hall at the same time.
The generals were still roaring, while the siblings Jun Yisui and Jun Yiji quickly approached Jun Yiyao...
"Jun Yiyao, what does His Majesty mean by this? Is he putting Sikong Jing on the rack to roast?" Jun Yiji's tone was extremely hostile. Everyone knew that changing commanders on the eve of battle was unacceptable, yet His Majesty had done exactly that.
Sikong Jing was a genius—no one was unwilling