North of Hu City lies Beihuang City.
In Liuhai Town, there's a long river running through the town, separating the Desolate Mountain from the town, and within that mountain's embrace, lies the place where Yan Zixuan trains his soldiers.
Yan Zixuan's face remained stoic, but inwardly, he was truly panicking.
He never anticipated that the matters of Liuhai Town would come to Yan Xiu's attention, yet he hadn't received any news at all.
What does this imply?
It implies that Liuhai Town has already fallen completely under Yan Xiu's control!
"Prince Xuan?" Yan Xiu said in a grave tone.
Yan Zixuan snapped back to reality, realizing he had picked up a chess piece and hadn't placed it for quite some time.
His expression was unchanged, and his smile remained: "I was taken aback upon suddenly hearing about this matter from the Emperor, too shocked to place my piece momentarily. Please forgive me, Emperor."
"Chess is but entertainment, what offense is there?"
