"What? Could it be related to the Liao Clan's incursion?" Zhao Douan smiled and gracefully took a seat.
Grandmaster Dong was surprised, "How did you guess?"
Zhao Douan casually replied, "I heard some rumors spreading in the streets."
"Has someone spread it already?" Grandmaster Dong was worried, putting down the document in his hand, he sighed:
"Since you told me the other day, I ordered the Privy Council to swiftly send documents to Yunfu, commanding Zhao Shixiong to hold the line and stall the Liao people.
The Privy Council is in chaos, and the court hasn't been as stable as it was days ago. The Vassal King was just eradicated, now the west and the south are facing enemies, and some suspect it's Zhao Shixiong's doing, raising bandits to strengthen himself..."
Zhao Douan listened quietly to the Old Grandmaster's ramblings, his face calm and serene like a still water.
Grandmaster Dong couldn't help but complain, "Are you listening?"
"Yes, I am listening."
