Enfeoffment wasn't a major issue. Given the working style of Yan State's upper echelons, they would certainly understand. After all, it made no sense to abandon someone who had surrendered to your mercy.
However, this delay meant that by the time Zheng Fan and his troops caught up with the main army, it was already late at night.
As soon as Zheng Fan entered the camp, he received a military order stating that Li Fusheng was furious about his tardiness.
Left with no choice, Chief Zheng, without even a chance to rest, had to head to the main military camp immediately. The moment he announced his presence and entered the command tent, Li Fusheng, who was seated on a mat, immediately erupted.
"Direct Thief! Why are you only returning to camp so late? I told you to keep an eye on Qingshan City. Did you go off and capture it or something?"
Zheng Fan paused for a moment, then asked, "Sir, you already know?"
"Huh? What would I know?"
"My troops have captured Qingshan City."
