One-Eyed Continent.
Wave after wave of the strange tide led by Jiu Wu began landing in a region on the West side of One-Eyed Continent. They set up camp there, where he would have to stay for the next few days.
He said little.
The more he said, the more likely he was to slip up.
He simply built the camp in silence, keeping Chen Fan's instructions firmly in mind. He must not make it a temporary camp. He had to act as though he were building a permanent settlement where he intended to live for years.
And he began preparing for the next step.
The First Battle Plan had failed.
If he had successfully secured the Northern Region and Southern Region, everything that followed would have been much simpler. But since he had failed to obtain those two territories, they needed the second plan.
That was life.
Things never went quite as expected.
Weird Emperor Jiu Wu slowly straightened and turned to look at the sea. He disliked such uncertainties, which was one reason he disliked conflict. He preferred staying on Huyi Continent every day, reading the newspaper and drinking tea, with Black Tortoise visiting every morning. He liked that steady, repetitive routine. He liked stability.
That preference had not been so pronounced before, but after meeting Black Tortoise, he had discovered just how much he liked stability. It gave him a sense of security—an unparalleled sense of security.
Hidden in the shadows in the distance, the One-Eyed Wraith King saw Weird Emperor Jiu Wu begin developing his camp. He was clearly not building a temporary camp, but proceeding as though he intended to stay for good.
The wariness in his eye gradually faded.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
"It seems heaven favors me."
With Weird Emperor