Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 351 - 249 Temporary Ceasefire_2

Chapter 351: Chapter 249 Temporary Ceasefire_2

Even if he did nothing in the past, just standing on the city walls was equivalent to the Prince leading the charge for the Black Scale Army, which could boost morale.

But now, besides one battalion of the Feathered Forest Army, East City only had ten thousand regular Sect Border Army troops.

The problem was that he now dared not return to the Government Office.

Li Zhaoyuan was still in the Government Office.

Deputy General Cang wouldn’t harm him, but the same could not be said for Li Zhaoyuan.

Although it was Qin Weijiu who instigated and Su Meimo who executed the blast at the Sect’s storage, it was still unclear if Li Zhaoyuan was involved.

If it turned out that he was indeed collaborating with Qin Weijiu’s side, he would surely want to eliminate Xu Yuan.

Even if he didn’t know that Xu Yuan was the designated heir of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, considering his cultivation that had skyrocketed over the year, they would want to eliminate him.

The Barbarian Tribes attacked, and the Prime Minister’s Third Young Master perished—how pleasant does that sound?

After all,

a Prime Minister’s Mansion without an heir is the best kind of Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Xu Yuan gazed at Deputy General Cang and said earnestly,

"Deputy General Cang, not everything in this world needs to have a meaning. This Young Master needs to experience many things firsthand, to see them with my own eyes. Otherwise, the lives of these soldiers will forever remain just a string of cold numbers on a document in my mind."

"....."

Deputy General Cang’s eyes shifted for a moment, softening as he looked at Xu Yuan. He said nothing, but motioned with his hand for the two deputy generals and trusted aides to leave.

In the chilling wind and the distant battle cries from South City, time ticked by second by second.

Suddenly,

a whirlwind erupted out of nowhere, but it was not the Barbarian Tribes arriving; rather, it was a slender figure in a Prince’s jade robe.

It was Li Zhaoyuan.

Seeing him, Xu Yuan’s expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank slightly.

After a moment of silence,

Xu Yuan didn’t move, but Deputy General Cang immediately knelt down:

"Second Prince!"

Li Zhaoyuan glanced at him, his voice neither cold nor warm but with a trace of detachment,

"Deputy General Cang, in light of the urgent military situation, there’s no need for such formalities."

Hearing this, Deputy General Cang immediately stood up, looking towards Li Zhaoyuan’s feet as he clasped his hands,

"With the Barbarian Tribes attacking imminently, why have you come here, Second Prince?"

Li Zhaoyuan’s face, stern and with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, remained without a smile:

"Everything I could have done within the Government Office has been done; as a Prince, it is natural that I come to the front lines to contribute in times of urgency."

Xu Yuan examined the Second Prince from head to toe.

Although he had slapped this young man’s face, he actually wasn’t clear about the Second Prince’s cultivation level, considering his father had been leading the way when the face-slapping occurred.

However, judging by the unfathomable aura of the other party, at the very least he should be a Third Grade Great Grandmaster.

Deputy General Cang still had his head bowed as he clasped his hands,

""Your Highness", the battlefield is not ordinary Cultivator combat, your valuable self..."

"Deputy General Cang."

Li Zhaoyuan raised his hand to interrupt him, his eyes complex as he looked down at the patrolling soldiers, speaking sternly,

"I need to see for myself these soldiers who die for Dayan. Otherwise, in the future, they might be nothing more than a series of unfeeling names in my heart."

"......" Xu Yuan almost couldn’t contain himself.

"......" And hearing this, Deputy General Cang, looking down, had a somewhat strange expression.

After a moment of silence,

Deputy General Cang cleared his throat with a cough and extended a hand forward in salute,

"Ahem, the Second Prince is concerned about the soldiers; I will keep this in mind."

With that said,

Deputy General Cang stood upright, looking straight out toward the city without a glance to the side.

At that moment,

Li Zhaoyuan turned his gaze toward Xu Yuan and asked,

"Third Young Master, aren’t you going back to the Prime Minister’s Mansion to rest?"

Xu Yuan, with a restrained smile, replied,

"I, for one, want to see what the front lines are like."

Li Zhaoyuan earnestly advised,

"War is no child’s play; safety is paramount. If the Third Young Master is willing, I will arrange for a guard to escort you back to the Prime Minister’s Mansion immediately."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan’s heart immediately "hissed".

This was bad.

This guy, he really isn’t planning to stage a farce of "Barbarian Tribes attack, the Prime Minister’s Third Young Master dies tragically," is he?

Meeting his sincere gaze, Xu Yuan shook his head,

"Thank you for your concern, but isn’t Deputy General Cang still here?"

After a moment’s pause, he then counter-asked,

"However, Second Prince, if you wish to remember the weight of the soldiers’ lives, why not go to South City instead? Surely they need you more there."

Li Zhaoyuan’s reason for being here was too suspicious; Xu Yuan found it hard not to think that way.

The other party wanted to establish his authority among the Dayan forces, which Xu Yuan indeed knew.

But if he really wanted to establish his authority, wouldn’t it be a better choice for Li Zhaoyuan to go to South City now?

In South City, not only was the military situation more urgent, needing higher-ranking Cultivators, but Li Qingyan was also there.

It might be riskier, but greater risk meant greater reward.

Li Junqing, that sixth brother, might not dare to take the risk, but Li Zhaoyuan was definitely bold enough to do so.

Li Zhaoyuan’s expression was unreadable, and without hesitation, he replied directly,

"The Princess and Commander Yuan are already stationed there; there’s no need for me to go."

"Heh..."

Xu Yuan chuckled in a noncommittal way. Suddenly, he glanced sideways at Deputy General Cang and asked,

"Deputy General Cang, when you control the army formation, do you prefer to be at the forefront or to command from the rear?"

The internal records of the Prime Minister’s Mansion stated that most military formations required the general to be stationed in the Central Army, acting as the formation’s core. Even if such a general were injured, it would affect the maintenance of the formation, and if they were to die, the entire formation would collapse on the spot.

However, previously in Wanxiang City, Xu Yuan had observed Yuan Hao leading the troops with the commander at the very front.

Deputy General Cang spoke levelly,

"I am not as adept in controlling formations as the Princess; I generally command from the Central Army."