"Change course, dock, and head straight for Qiuluo City."
Yan Beifei stood on the high deck of the tower ship, shaking the silk scroll in his hand, his expression stern.
He passed the silk scroll among his subordinates and said in a deep voice, "The original plan was to directly enter Wuxing Prefecture and then instigate a mutiny to take control of the Vice Capital. Now it seems this won't work.
I originally thought Ji Changfeng was a formidable figure with seasoned soldiers and ample supplies, a very difficult opponent.
Unexpectedly, against Chen Ping, he was utterly defeated, losing the foundation he had secretly accumulated over a decade in a single morning, easily taken by Chen Ping. It's truly ridiculous."
