Cangzhou.
Henghai Jiedu Envoy Mansion.
Lin Xu's men reported the whole story to the Henghai Jiedu Envoy, and were then sent to rest and wait for news.
The Henghai Jiedu Envoy sat in his study, sunlight falling on his face. Despite his years of battle leaving many injuries, he was feeling unable to exert himself even though he was only in his fifties.
But the North was still under his command, and he had to control it.
When he was calling the shots in the North, Song Qizheng was just a minor deputy general, bowing humbly before him, at his command.
Now, after winning a few battles, he no longer respects him. Song Qizheng was still slightly respectful, but that young imp Song Xian dared to be so arrogant before him.
