Wang Ping's interest was immediately piqued by Li Miaolin's Puppet Technique. However, knowing it was surely a closely guarded secret, he shifted to a topic he was more concerned about, asking, "Where is Chengxi now?"
"Chongshan Island. It's at the southern end of the Southeast Islands. Any further south and you're in the territory of the Southern Islands," Li Miaolin replied without hesitation.
While nodding, Wang Ping glanced at Liu Huai'en beside him before turning to Xia Wen Yi. "Wen Yi, you're responsible for compiling this intelligence!"
"Yes!"
"Furthermore, the fifty thousand soldiers of the Demon Race's navy will be heading south any day now. You handle the arrangements. My requirements are the same as always: I don't want any clever schemes, only attrition. Use our defensive advantage to continuously wear down the soldiers from the Liangjiang Region and the Seventh Prince."
