The next afternoon, Qin Qinghe arrived.
Dressed in casual clothes and looking travel-stained, he had clearly just returned from the front lines.
"Junior Brother Xu," Qin Qinghe greeted with a smile. "I heard you're going to fight on behalf of the Federation. Master asked me to pass on a message."
"What did Grandmaster Shen say?"
"He said not to take these clowns to heart," Qin Qinghe said with a chuckle. "Of course, his exact words were much more tactful, but the meaning is the same."
Xu Wuyi also smiled. "Please tell Grandmaster Shen that I'll do my best, Senior Brother Qin."
Qin Qinghe sat down across from him, his expression turning a bit more serious. "I went to take a look at the Great Liang side. The battleground is set on a plain with open terrain and no cover."
"What about the people from Great Liang?" Xu Wuyi asked.
