The Capital.
The sky gradually brightened.
After staying up all night, Old Man Guan looked at the ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts and sighed.
To wage war against the entire world, the Six War Zones were somewhat short-handed.
Chun Prefecture could barely fend for itself now and could no longer support the front lines.
After a long hesitation, the Old Man suppressed his coughing and picked up the phone with a hint of awkwardness.
"Old Geezer, are you fucking in heat? Calling a widow this early?"
An old lady's shrill voice came through.
The Old Man raised an eyebrow, his face reddening slightly. "I need to ask you a favor."
"Oh? Didn't you say you'd never speak to me again for the rest of your life?"
A teasing chuckle came from the other end. "Now you want to rekindle our old flame? Too late. I've already gone through menopause."
The Old Man's face grew even redder. "Lend me your Mountains and Rivers Order."
At those words,
the other end instantly fell silent, leaving only heavy breathing.
The Mountains and Rivers Order.
A token that could command the Ground-Level Forces of the Shanhe Four Prefectures.
It was no exaggeration to say that with it, one could easily mobilize hundreds of thousands of people.
As the Dragon Kingdom's heartland, the Shanhe Four Prefectures were the nation's foundation.
Without an important reason, Old Guan would not readily mobilize these four prefectures.
"Is it that serious?" The old lady put away her earlier teasing and asked solemnly.
"Cough, cough... Fang, I'm not asking you to forgive me, but... please, for the sake of... us... well... having shared a bed once, at least, help me this once." Even gravely ill, Old Man Guan's face turned as red as a monkey's backside.
Saying something so embarrassingly