"What!? Zhang San entered Long Xutuo's military camp at noon and still hasn't come out by evening? Moreover, there's no sign of any fight inside."
At this moment, within the Shu King's Mansion, King of Shu, Yang Ling, squinted his eyes after receiving the report from his subordinate and then gave a satisfied smile.
The confidant beside him seemed puzzled and asked, "Your Highness, why do you laugh? Aren't you worried that Long Xutuo and Zhang San might be colluding?"
King of Shu, Yang Ling, waved his hand dismissively and said with a smile, "You don't get it. How could Zhang San, who could become the Deputy Chief of the Town Martial Office and now manages it, be an ordinary person?"
The confidant felt that the King of Shu was stating the obvious but still nodded slightly with a bowed posture.
"Therefore, Long Xutuo must be trying to get Zhang San drunk first, and then when Zhang San is completely out, he'll make a move to take him down!"
