The old Siming shivered.
Where does such a strong murderous aura come from?!
His interest was immediately piqued, and as he squeezed in to take a look, he saw golden text on the tortoise shell. He paused slightly, for it was neither an order nor an edict, but rather a simple, unpretentious, even plain sentence.
Yet it was enough to strike the hearts of strategists gathered because of him.
[Li Guanyi needs all of you]
After a long time, Wen Lingjun lowered his eyes, the Talent of the King gently cupped his hands and said:
"Respect Lord's edict."
He stood up, his robe sleeves hanging down, his eyes swept over his fellows around him, and he smiled:
"Everyone, Jiangnan has been without warfare for over a year."
"The Heavenly Strategy Mansion should take action."
