"What mission has the Commander assigned me?"
Chen Jing asked in earnest.
Naturally, the mission had long since been decided.
Zhu Jian said:
"Go to the Northlands."
"The Nine Provinces are in turmoil, and the Northern Wastes are stirring too. Great Wind Pass is running short of provisions. The Commander wants you to serve as military supervisor and accompany the supply convoy to Great Wind Pass."
"Great Wind Pass is close to the Divine Martial Sect."
"As a Martial Dao Superior Sect, the Divine Martial Sect has many martial-world factions attached to it. The people coming and going are an exceedingly complicated mix."
"The Border Army inside Great Wind Pass is also riddled with factions."
"There are Divine Martial Sect disciples who enlisted to temper themselves, generals belonging to the King of the Northern Garrison's faction, and scions of military aristocratic families from the Capital City."
"Now, General Headquarters has also received a secret report that the Tule Tribe of the Northern Wastes is stirring. They are gathering around Great Wind Pass and may be planning something."
By this point, Chen Jing already felt a headache coming on.
The Divine Martial Sect, the King of the Northern Garrison, the capital's military aristocracy, martial-world factions, and people from the Northern Wastes-all thrown into the same pot.
Could it possibly get any messier?
Just hearing about the situation made his head ache.
This was every bit as bad as his trip to the Western Regions, if not worse.
Zhu Jian continued explaining, as unruffled as ever.
"The Commander hopes that after entering the pass, you will investigate the situation inside and the attitudes of the various parties as thoroughly as possible. The key is to discover whether there are any signs of rebellion."
"There is also the Divine Martial Sect's stance. As