The Great General's Residence!
Bang...!
Ji Wuye slammed his palm on the table, anger plain in his eyes!
"What did you say?!"
"The Marquis can't come?!"
"Didn't he only suffer a few flesh wounds?"
Ji Wuye glared at the subordinate delivering the message, his voice brimming with displeasure!
This was the last day of the half-month deadline!
Once today passed, if they still failed to capture Tian Ze alive and hand him over to the Qin State Imperial Preceptor, Han State would have to cede all of Nanyang to Qin State!
Nanyang might have been dispensable to Han State, neither a strategic stronghold nor a place of great value!
But ceding land meant that they, the ministers, had failed at their duties. That old bastard Han Wang An would start prattling on at court again!
Ji Wuye had also learned where Tian Ze was hiding. He had planned to send Bai Yifei to bring Tian Ze back, earn merit, and suppress Zhang Kaidi, Han Fei, and their lot in the process!
Instead, the messenger he sent to Snow-Clad Fortress had returned with just one sentence: the Blood-Clad Marquis was in seclusion recuperating; the Great General should send someone else!
How could Ji Wuye not be angry?!
Nightfall looked vast, powerful enough to blot out the sky with one hand in Han State!
But its members were hardly of one mind!
On the night Qing Mo took the Tide Enchantress under his wing, he had told that little enchantress who had made a cuckold of Han Wang An all about it!
Ji Wuye thought Nightfall was his, but Bai Yifei was the one who truly held Nightfall!
Besides, Bai Yifei and Ji Wuye were not superior and subordinate. Their relationship was more of a partnership!
Ji Wuye could ask Bai Yifei