Qi Mountain.
Staff Headquarters.
"Luo City is the gateway to the Imperial City, the peril within perils, the core of cores. Under no circumstances can it be lost."
"If we let them seize Luo City, they can attack the Red River Valley to the left, which is our grain base, and Xinyang to the right... Even if they pause without advancing, it would still pose a threat to us..."
"I am willing to personally travel to Luo City and take that kid's head to relieve the Military Minister's worries."
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Shen Wuxiang sat upright at the head of the table, silent and unspeaking.
His mind was racing with thoughts, not knowing when the poor kid from the Old Land managed to occupy such a large territory and gain such formidable power.
Strong enough to stand on equal footing with him.
If only I had eliminated him when he was still on unsteady ground, how great that would have been.
Alas, alas...
Thinking of this, he felt a bit of resentment towards his own grandson, Shen Xinglan.
