The atmosphere in the hall was very tense, with a name that one was unwilling to mention but could not avoid.
"Lu Shuai has also gone mad, daring to oppose us. Shall we...?" Nalan said, making a throat-slitting gesture.
The Duke of the Potter Family glanced at Nalan, "What do you think?"
Nalan Potter clenched his fists tightly and then relaxed, bowed, "Grandfather, I was wrong."
"No, you're not wrong. At your age, you're able to remain calm, better than your grandfather. That old fellow has been complaining about us; a rising dragon, a reversing dog, cannot be uplifted," the Duke of the Potter Family chuckled.
Seeing the familiar smile, Nalan Potter had a flash of insight, "Grandfather, have you found a loophole?"
"You little rascal, still not entirely clear, but Ye Shidao is too impatient. He cannot fully control the troops and even brought people in from outside the city. Except for Dragon Capital, his control over other cities is weaker, which doesn't fit his style."
