[Tuoba Hongyan smoothed the folds of his robe, his heart uneasy as he stepped inside!]
[Inside the command tent.]
[He saw this Junior Guardian of the Lu Clan again—though he should now be addressed as the Prince of Yan!]
[He commanded five provinces and four hundred thousand iron cavalry, all valiant warriors seasoned in battle!]
[With troops strong and horses sturdy, naturally one would claim the title of king.]
["Tuoba Hongyan pays his respects to Your Highness, Prince of Yan."]
[He bowed deeply in formal salute, every word brimming with respect, not daring the slightest misstep.]
[His purpose in coming was clear. Clutched tightly in his hand was the letter his father had given him, which he slowly presented.]
["I have specially brought my father's personal letter for Your Highness, Prince of Yan, to examine."]
[Tuoba Hongyan lowered his head. He had no intention of offering lengthy persuasion; he only needed to safely deliver the letter into Lu Chen's hands.]
[That would be enough!]
[Yu Xu stepped forward at the right moment, took the letter, and handed it to you.]
[All the generals in the tent were curious!]
[They did not know what Tuoba Shuyi intended, nor what move North Wind would make at this time.]
[The paper unfolded, and only a few words leapt into view—]
["Meet in Yue Province. Once the matter is settled, I shall satisfy Your Lordship."]
[Standing to one side, Tuoba Hongyan secretly wondered what his father had written. Naturally, he had not dared open the letter.]
[What would his father, who had always been iron-blooded, say at such a moment?]
[Surely it could not be words of flattery and compromise?]
[He was immensely curious.]
[The generals, too, quietly awaited your decision.]
[At this moment... you chose.]
``` 1. Agree to this matter and attend