"General Fang, up ahead... is Yanhuang City, have you ever been here? How does it compare to the Imperial Capital of Great Qi?"

Inside a carriage, three people sat. The carriage moved swiftly and smoothly on the flat road.

Fang Dongming sat opposite Chu Mo, and Zhang Rong sat next to Chu Mo. Upon hearing Chu Mo's words, Zhang Rong's mouth twitched slightly, he glanced at Chu Mo and thought to himself: This bad kid, at a time like this, he's rubbing salt in people's wounds, so ruthless!

Fang Dongming wasn't shackled, which could be considered a form of respect for him as an enemy general. He never thought about rising violently or running away.

Because that's simply impossible!

The youth in front of him wouldn't give him such an opportunity. Instead of humiliating himself, he might as well stay calm and composed, displaying the demeanor of a high-ranking officer of Great Qi.

"The capital city, they're all the same." Fang Dongming said indifferently, "Twenty years ago, I came here once."

"Spying?" Chu Mo glanced at him.

"No, exchanging." Fang Dongming looked at Chu Mo, "It was a normal exchange between the young people of the two countries."

"Back then, I hadn't been born yet. Who would have thought that there were good times between our two countries..." Chu Mo said with a smirk.

"Over the past thousand years, there were long periods of peace between the two countries." said Fang Dongming.

"If you hadn't been coveting to annihilate Great Xia, I think the peace would have lasted longer." Chu Mo said.

"You're still young, you don't understand, a great war between the two countries is inevitable sooner or later. It's just a pity that Great Qi had ill fate." sighed Fang Dongming.

"It is only to say, you trusted our Prince too much." Chu Mo had already received feedback from Great Xia. Knowing that Prince Xia Ying had been put under house arrest and everyone around him had been killed, not a single one was spared.

Fang Dongming looked at Chu Mo, his voice deepening, "Did the Prince betray us or... did you get wind of our battle strategy? Everything set in dust now, Young Master Chu, you can tell now, can't you?"

Chu Mo shook his head slightly, smiled and said, "The Prince... what he betrayed was us!"

Fang Dongming raised his eyebrows, then bitterily smiled, "I see, the problem ends up lying within ourselves after all. A just defeat. Your intelligence capability, Great Xia, is truly powerful!"

Later on, the troop halted when they were about thirty miles away from Yanhuang City.

Because there was a notice that His Majesty would come out of the city ten miles personally to welcome the victorious generals back.

This... was a great honor!

Since ancient times, not many military personnel have been treated like this.

The soldiers of the Miners Corps were very excited. They were eagerly cultivating and improving themselves, not only for the sake of mining. In their hearts, there was also the desire to serve the country and bring honor to ancestors.

A soldier who does not aspire to be a general is not a good soldier. This saying fits them perfectly!

However, Chu Mo didn't feel too excited. He understood very well that the real battle... hadn't started yet.

The starved camel is still bigger than the horse, a centipede dies but never falls down. Even though Great Qi had lost a million soldiers, it was still not realistic to annihilate all of Great Qi in a short time.

But neither the Emperor nor the ministers would miss such an opportunity.

The top brass of the military would definitely not miss this chance either.

Everyone was hoping for history to remember them as the ones who expanded the territory.

Especially now that Chu Mo had obtained an elixir that could remove all the deadly poison from his master's body. The Demon Lord... could leave this world at any time.

Chu Mo was conflicted!

On one hand, he naturally wanted his master to return to the Immortal Realm as soon as possible, to save his wife and avenge his grievance. But on the other hand, he not only couldn't bear the thought of his master leaving so quickly, but more importantly... he wasn't ready yet!

His shoulders were still too tender to bear all the burdens.

If the Demon Lord left, he was afraid all the strong forces in the Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird continents would immediately pour out.

What to do then?

Run away?

The Four Symbols Continent was vast, but how many places were there to hide?

If he didn't run, it would probably be a dead-end road.

At that time, no one would block everyone's level, waiting for him to practise.

Chu Mo sighed softly, hiding these thoughts, and said to Zhang Rong, "General Zhang, when His Majesty personally greets the victorious generals later, I... won't go out!"

"What? That... That can't be! You're the chief commander!" Zhang Rong stared at Chu Mo in shock. He didn't know how Chu Mo had written that battle report. If he knew, he would be even more shocked.

"I'm too young! The honor I have obtained is too glorious. However, this glory is mostly due to your contributions, General Zhang. The spotlight on me is already bright enough. I don't need more." Chu Mo looked at Zhang Rong, "You need this more than I do."

"But..." Zhang Rong, the expert in geology and the general in charge of mining, wasn't very eloquent. His mouth was clumsy, he wanted to persuade Chu Mo, but he didn't know how to say it.

Chu Mo gave him a grin, "Alright, General Zhang, go and spruce yourself up. Later, I'll sit in this carriage. Chatting with General Fang. Otherwise... General Fang will be scared."

Fang Dongming looked at Chu Mo with a speechless expression, and sighed in his heart, "Why doesn't Great Qi have such a youth? Why isn't he from Great Qi?"

During the journey, enough time had allowed Fang Dongming to understand Chu Mo better. He had heard of many of the boy's accomplishments. Now, seeing Chu Mo's attitude towards military merits first hand, he had an even greater admiration for Chu Mo.

In such a glorious moment, how many people could face it calmly?

At least, I, Fang Dongming... cannot!

Although he had been utterly defeated by this youth, Fang Dongming strangely bore no great animosity towards him.

In a war between two armies, personal enmities have no place. If there hadn't been a war, perhaps they might have become friends, and very good cross-generational friends at that, when they met.

Zhang Rong tried to pull Chu Mo along, but was seriously refused. Without any other choice, Zhang Rong had to go and primp himself first.

He is going to meet His Majesty, he doesn't have the calmness of Chu Mo. If Chu Mo doesn't go out, and if he also doesn't, it would be too improper. Immediatey people would start saying they were arrogant due to favoritism...

Human nature... is just like that. Envious of others' laughter, hates others' success. Envy, jealousy and all the likes are inevitable as long as you're alive in this world.

Fang Dongming looked at Chu Mo with a peaceful expression and asked with puzzlement, "In such a dazzling moment, why don't you want it? I can see, you're sincerely rejecting it."

Chu Mo looked at Fang Dongming and said, "Because that's not what I want." (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote and recommend votes, monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation! Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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