บท 1401: Thank You, Prince Zhan

His words did not bother Zhan Beiye. The soldiers he had brought with him earlier were mostly commoners from the border cities. Now that he had conquered the 10 cities, most of the soldiers' families were with him.

As for the few soldiers whose families were not here, they could come if they wanted. He was rebuilding the cities and needed people.

"Instead of worrying about me here, you should worry about your grandson. After all, Ming Fucheng fought me for months, but Zhan Beixiao had an overwhelming defeat. I wonder how he plans to explain to the Emperor when he returns?"

"You—" Marquess Ning was furious.

He had often considered how great it would be if Zhan Beixiao was not his grandson.

However, it was nothing more than a thought. It did not mean anything. Zhan Beixiao was still his grandson. He had to help him, even if he was really stupid.

He gritted his teeth and spat, "Thank you for your consideration, Prince Zhan."