Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Startled, Lu Shaoqing wanted to ask something, but Song Yuan had already returned. He had planned for Ji Fengyan and company to stay somewhere in the city. He also had someone lead them to the destination.
They had prepared a row of connected houses along a street for Ji Fengyan and company. Although not huge, the houses were clean and tidy.
The Wolf Smoke Regiment soldiers held some reservations. They had expected to leave after sending the Han brothers here, but now they were to stay in the city.
After looking over his accommodations, Lu Shaoqing immediately went to find Ji Fengyan, who had also just arrived at her own lodgings. Because of her special status, Ji Fengyan was staying at a compound—together with the Han brothers and Linghe and gang.
Lu Shaoqing arrived just as Ji Fengyan was urging the two dirt-covered brothers to go take a bath.
Lu Shaoqing waited till they had left before speaking. “General, what did you mean by there is something wrong with Song Yuan?”
Ji Fengyan sat on a chair with her chin propped on one hand. Totally composed, she didn’t reply to Lu Shaoqing’s question but instead asked, “Is the three-army alliance a secret?”
Lu Shaoqing started a little. He didn’t understand why Ji Fengyan was asking about this. Nevertheless, he answered, “That is right. This undertaking is known only to the three armies. No one else on the outside is supposed to know.”
As the demons were extremely cunning, the Emperor had specifically warned the three Generals to keep the news of their alliance a secret.
“There you have it.” Ji Fengyan gave a vague smile.
“What does General mean?” Lu Shaoqing was still confused.
Ji Fengyan smiled again. “Did you remember something that Song Yuan said just now?”
Lu Shaoqing frowned as he repeatedly replayed all the things that Song Yuan had mentioned. His face underwent an abrupt change when he recalled something that Song Yuan had said in passing.
[Do let me know if the three-army alliance has any needs.]
Understanding dawned on Lu Shaoqing as he looked in amazement at Ji Fengyan.
Lu Shaoqing had not the slightest bit of suspicion regarding Song Yuan and did not pay specific attention to the details of his words.
But now that Ji Fengyan had raised this point, Lu Shaoqing also realized the peculiarity.
How could Song Yuan have known that Ji Fengyan was working together with two other armies?
Looking at Lu Shaoqing’s reaction, Ji Fengyan knew he understood. She continued looking at him calmly. “Military advisor Lu, how much do you know of this Song Yuan?”
Lu Shaoqing looked grave as his brows wrinkled unwittingly.
“I am not too familiar with Song Yuan. He was already long retired from the battlefield when I first enlisted. However, because of his military achievements, every soldier has more or less heard something of him.”
Song Yuan was a rider. At the beginning of his military career, troops of riders led by Song Yuan had instilled fear in the hearts of the demons. Although not as highly regarded as Terminators, he was still a powerful and respected figure in the army.
Even with their special status, not every Terminator held such honor—and yet Song Yuan managed to achieve nearly the same level of glory and accomplishments as a Terminator could. As a result, he had become an idolized figure and benchmark for many soldiers.
It could be said that during his era, Song Yuan was a celebrity in the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon military. If not for the brutal battle 20 years ago, which ruined Song Yuan’s leg, he could have already been promoted to a commander.