Vermilion Bird Avenue.
An official clutched a written notice, his expression one of utter astonishment.
"Lord Nine Gates Commander!"
The official offered his respects and handed over the notice, saying bitterly:
"Jia Huan stole Heaven's credit!"
Wang Ziteng took the notice.
It had been issued personally by the Embroidered Uniform Guard's Pacification Commissioner, notifying every Embroidered Uniform Guard across the realm!
The truth behind the lone charge into the Tatar Camp.
It had actually been infighting within Northern Mang!
That night, conflict had broken out in Northern Mang's rear camp. Certain factions had attempted to assassinate the Imperial Prince, plunging the camp into a chaotic bloodbath. Jia Huan had learned of it beforehand and abducted the Imperial Prince without lifting a finger, then deliberately wounded himself to fabricate a tale of holding up the heavens with one arm and turning back the raging tide!
Fearful of public opinion on the Grasslands, the Northern Mang Royal City had not dared reveal the truth. Instead, it had helped keep the lid on the affair. After all, a scandal involving mutiny and civil war could shatter the people's morale.
And so Jia Huan had donned a hero's halo.
"So that was it." A cold sneer crossed Wang Ziteng's face as he raged:
"One man charging into a camp of ten thousand? He certainly knew how to gild himself, how to deceive the common people!!"
Jia Zhen and Jia Baoyu crowded over to stare at the notice. Jia Baoyu trembled all over with fury and spat bitterly:
"How could such a brazen, shameless wretch exist? I saw through him long ago! I said that beast lacked the ability, and it turns out he toyed with the entire Great Qian state!"
"Had my Kirin Child been there, he too could have accomplished a heaven-shaking feat!