The Bubble Crisis

A person's name cast a shadow as long as a tree's.

The Xiang Clan had only just crossed the river to contend for the Central Plains, and it was still doing so under the banner of supporting the Zhangchu Regime. It had no confidence in its ability to wage war against King Wuhuan.

Even if the Xiang Clan believed it could defeat King Wuhuan, Xiang Liang had met him only once. He was not Xiang Yu, and there was no bad blood between them. Canny as he was, he would never provoke a man whose might shook the realm for no reason, especially at a critical moment when he needed time to contend for the realm.

But what startled Yu Ji was that her elder brother, Yu Ziqi, had volunteered to attack Jiangyang.

To Yu Ji, her brother represented the Yu Clan. She did not want to see him go to war with King Wuhuan, no matter who won or lost!

"I suppose Yu Ziqi thinks I took Yu Ji captive and made her my woman!"

After hearing Jiang Yao's report, Jian Shang glanced at Yu Ji and teased her. Her cheeks flushed, and she grew terribly shy. Then he continued:

"Now that the Xiang Clan has crossed the river to contend for the Central Plains, you should set out as soon as possible. Once they settle in and consolidate their position, complications are bound to arise!"

Before Yu Ji, whose expression had shifted, could speak, Jian Shang turned to Bai Tong, commander of the Wei Martial Guards, outside the pavilion. "Commander Bai, make preparations over the next few days. In three days, lead a full unit of three thousand Wei Martial Guards to escort Yu Ji to Jiangdong so she can visit her family!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Bai Tong