For Yue Fei, the current situation was not ideal.
On one hand, the Jin People were aggressive; on the other hand, support from the rear was dwindling.
Yue Fei was not a fool; he also understood why the Imperial Court acted this way. In fact, within the Court, there had always been voices advocating for peace. Although the Southern Song was rich, most of its wealth was spent on military expenses, and the civil officials at the back were already complaining. And now, they actually… sent a group of bogus Immortals to the frontlines!
Was this a joke?
Thinking of this, Yue Fei unhappily glanced at the figure in the camp, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.
Watching Yue Fei leave, Aya couldn't help but frown uneasily.
"Celestial Immortal, General Yue seems not to like us being here."
"That's normal, don't mind it, Aya."
