Whether Xi Fengying would launch a war against Beili upon returning to Xi Yan was his greatest worry.
The Xi Yan Imperial Family was a truly troublesome entity. The direct descendants of their clan were all connected; if one died, the others would sense it. That was why he had only imprisoned them, never daring to make a move.
"Secretly dispatch men to follow the Xi Yan contingent. Report immediately if you notice anything unusual," the Beili Emperor said in a heavy tone.
"Yes."
"Your Majesty, the wind is strong at the city gates. We should return to the Imperial Palace now," Mr. Li said, stepping forward.
"Mm."
The Beili Emperor turned and suddenly noticed a train of horse-drawn carts, laden with goods, arriving below the city gate. The man in the lead appeared to be Li Mu, the head of the Imperial Merchants whom he had personally appointed a few days prior.
"Go and bring him here."
Mr. Li turned to look, then nodded. "Yes."
