"Martial law..."
Mo Long recalled these words: "What else?"
"Also, do not approach the North Sea."
Chen Jingxuan said solemnly, "If I am alive, you will naturally hear news of me. If I die, entering the North Sea would be in vain. Do not lose your life for meaningless 'loyalty.' This is not a request, but an order."
"...Sir..."
Mo Long's expression subtly changed as he sensed something was amiss.
He initially thought the sir was forming an array at the North Sea to decide life and death in a battle.
But now he felt...
The sir was not fully confident of victory in this battle?
"Also—"
After a moment's thought, Chen Jingxuan made a decision.
He plucked a snow-white reed leaf from the air and, condensing primordial energy at his fingertip, slowly carved some names onto the leaf.
"If I die at the North Sea."
Chen Jingxuan said heavily, "Help me deliver this reed leaf to Jiang Qihu, the Family Head of the Jiang Family of Qing State."
"Mr. Jiang, I know..."
