"I obey!"
Pei Yan bowed and acknowledged the order, then turned and left the study.
"Humph, worries himself for nothing."
The County Chief watched him leave, snorting disdainfully through his nostrils.
"I, the County Chief, don't believe in evils; with the moat of the Black Sand River and no warships, how could a two hundred thousand-strong army cross over?"
*
That night, Yan City, City Lord's Mansion.
Lin Qingluo burned the midnight oil, flipping through the Chronicles of the Seven Kingdoms, acquainting himself with the geography, local customs, and culture of the northern ten cities of Qi Kingdom.
Little Kingfisher flew back from outside, bringing the latest news about the Beiqi royal family.
"Master, the King of Yan truly has ulterior motives; he takes advantage of our conquering Beiqi to move secretly."
"Oh? What is he up to?"
Lin Qingluo closed the book, showing some interest.