The next day arrived.
Dawn had barely broken, but servants were already moving through the Northern Guardian Marquis's Estate.
Jiang Jingxuan rose early, straightened his robes, and slowly walked out of his quarters.
As soon as he stepped outside the courtyard, Jiang Jingxuan spotted Zhang Xinnian waiting there.
"Third Master!"
Upon seeing Jiang Jingxuan, Zhang Xinnian respectfully approached him. "The carriage is ready. We can leave for the camp whenever you wish!"
"Good!"
Jiang Jingxuan nodded in satisfaction.
Zhang Xinnian seemed a little rash, but he was reasonably efficient when it came to getting things done.
Besides, according to what that old man had said yesterday, someone would enter the prison last night to deal with Jiang Jingcheng and Jiang Xiaobai.
So his second brother and that dear nephew of his should already be dead by now, shouldn't they?
Next, as long as he successfully took control of the camp, the entire Northern Guardian Marquis's Estate would be firmly in his hands.
At that thought, Jiang Jingxuan's mood improved considerably. He looked at Zhang Xinnian and said, "Come, let's head to the camp now!"
With that, Jiang Jingxuan clasped his hands behind his back and led the way out of the Marquis's Residence.
Zhang Xinnian followed respectfully behind him.
Once they reached the entrance, Jiang Jingxuan climbed straight into the carriage.
Zhang Xinnian sat up front, picked up the whip, and drove the carriage toward the northern part of the city.
After the carriage had traveled some distance, Zhang Xinnian glanced around and quietly drew a slip of paper from inside his robes.
He lowered his head to read it, and the corners of his mouth curled upward.
"Heh, heh!"
Zhang Xinnian gave two quiet, cold chuckles, tucked the slip back into his robes, and flicked the whip, urging the