Xiao Jinxing's tent flap opened.
Song Yanqing followed Xiao Jinxing inside.
"Prince." In the presence of others, there were certain things Song Yanqing could not fully articulate, so he spoke privately, "Your servant believes that staying our troops without moving can provoke the enemy, but this is predicated on the certainty that the King of Daxuan is in the enemy's camp. I cannot fully guarantee his presence, therefore, the safer approach, I hope, is for someone to be dispatched to investigate."
"This Prince has also had this thought." Xiao Jinxing nodded.
As Song Yanqing spoke of military matters, Xiao Jinxing already had a plan in mind.
"Your servant hopes that Prince would not send Xie Ruotong to go." Song Yanqing spoke frankly.
This indeed was Song Yanqing's purpose.
He was well aware that where he harbored suspicions, the Prince would surely have plans in place already.
He simply did not want Xie Ruotong to go.
