At midnight, the stars were sparse and the moon was bright. Everything seemed to be part of the plan. Ye Chen set up camp in the Royal Palace, which was not yet renovated. Several electrical wires had been strung up inside the palace, lighting up a few high-powered bulbs. Ye Chen, Feng Zhixiao, and several top leaders, including Jimmy, were in the palace discussing strategy. They all believed that tonight was when the enemy was most likely to launch an attack. The air was tense amidst the arguments.
"Tonight is an unusual night!" Ye Chen gritted his teeth.
"That's right!" Jimmy nodded, saying, "With a warrior's sharp senses, I seem to have already smelled gunpowder and unease in the air. Mr. Ye, I must go to the front line now!"
"No!" Ye Chen immediately shook his head and said, "Not yet."
