A few minutes later.
Shen Ye entered the prince's tent.
This time was somewhat different from any other.
Inside the tent stood a host of generals.
Two fully armored Great Knights with tower shields strapped to their backs and warhammers hanging at their waists stood one on each side of Prince Norton.
— They looked less like they were there to protect the prince and more as if they were surveilling him.
An old man in a grey robe, holding a golden scepter, stood in front of the writing desk.
Prince Norton was looking down, writing military orders.
When the curtain lifted, everyone looked over.
"Peiqi? What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to scout the enemy's situation?" Prince Norton barked.
"It was I who summoned him," the old man in the grey robe said with a grin, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth.
"That's not right, those guards said the prince was looking for me, how can you issue orders in the prince's name?" Shen Ye asked, surprised.