"Han Chan, the Yulin Faction...!"
Ba Wu sat upright inside the command tent, his expression somewhat grave, doubts lingering in his mind.
Han Chan was a completely unfamiliar name to him. He had never heard it before, nor did he have any particular impression of the Han family of Shangyu County. The Yulin Faction, however, was familiar to him. He had even had some dealings with them, and that was the real reason for his vague unease.
"This Han Chan is playing a game of chess with the Southern Border?" Ba Wu slowly raised his head and asked softly.
The general answered truthfully, "According to these Supernatural Ability Users' confessions, it is indeed Han Chan who has been gathering support from various sides and plotting against our borderlands. However, he was previously demoted for involvement in factional struggles, which was how he ended up in Shangyu County. He has been lying low there for years... so those who confessed don't know much about him. They have never even met him, only heard of him."
Ba Wu fell silent for a long while before giving a quiet order. "Write a letter yourself and send this information back to the Prefectural Yamen at once. Mark the secret letter for Little Prince Huai's eyes only."
"Yes!"
"Go."
"As you command." The general rose, saluted, and swiftly departed.
Ba Wu slowly got up. After walking around the tent alone, he called softly, "Wangcai."
"At your service."
A Qianhu commander stepped out from within the tent, bowing with his hands clasped.
"You needn't stay at Loushan anymore." Standing at the entrance to the command tent, Ba Wu gazed at the beautiful scenery outside and instructed quietly, "Take some more capable men, work your underworld connections, and find someone for me."
"Who?"
"A merchant named Zou