Zhenzhou.
Amidst the cover of trees stood an ancient temple steadfastly.
Since the Daqi forces began their attack on the eight states, many have come to burn incense, praying for the army's swift victory and return.
Madam Rong donated money for the incense and allowed Kun Dao to lead her into the backyard to rest.
Kun Dao went to prepare a vegetarian meal while Madam Rong picked up the tea and drank. Although she seemed calm like this ancient temple, her fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly.
She was waiting for someone.
Finally, the door was pushed open, and Kun Dao placed the food on the square table, yet this time she didn't hurry to leave, instead standing by Madam Rong's side.
"Madam," Kun Dao whispered, "everything is ready. The forces have reached the Juma River. When the time comes, they will attack the checkpoint to hold off the National Guardian General's troops."
