"When are we going? How will we get there?" Sylvanas asked.
"Tomorrow! There are three gunships docked at naval headquarters. We'll head to Proudmoore City first and meet up with Daelin's two thousand Heavy Infantry," Yu Lin Bloodhawk said.
"All right!" Sylvanas said.
"You lot can discuss how to get there and deploy the troops. I'm heading back." Old Charlatan waved and turned toward the door. "All I care about is the Portal and the runes carved into it. The Burning Legion's coordinates are inscribed there. Just send someone to tell me when we're leaving tomorrow."
"Hey, hey, old man, wait! I'll walk you back," Yu Lin Bloodhawk called hurriedly.
Sorens frowned and glanced back at Yu Lin Bloodhawk with disdain, wondering what had gotten into him today. Usually, he mouthed off without a shred of respect. Why was he suddenly showing such consideration for his elders? He even wanted to walk him back? Had the brat taken the wrong medicine again, like back in Dun Morogh, when he bit anything he saw?
"Girl, I'm leaving the City Lord's Household Guard to you. You, Shidewa, and Xingluoge can decide how to deploy them tomorrow. I'll walk the Old High Priest back first." With that, Yu Lin Bloodhawk pulled Old Charlatan away.
"What's he up to now, acting so secretive?" Sylvanas frowned as she watched Yu Lin Bloodhawk pull Old Charlatan out the door. Her lips moved, but in the end, she said nothing more.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk accompanied Old Charlatan for a stretch, neither of them saying a word. Eventually, Old Charlatan could no longer stand it. "Spit it out, brat! If you've got something to say, say it!"
"Haha, you lost, Old Charlatan!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk slapped his thigh and pointed at him, laughing. "You were the first to