Plans

The wind was blowing quite hard.

The Crown Prince calmly sat under the tent prepared by Bei Yau's men for him to relax while enjoying his hot tea, with a direct view of the tall gate which had remained motionless since earlier. It looks like there was no life in it, not after Bei Yau's men pulled a few people out from inside the gate, who is now kneeling in front of him.

The two men, village chief Sa Ye and the carriage coachman knelt down with their bodies and heads bowed deeply and trembling in front of Luo Xiang. While the Crown Prince himself is so calm, not Chen Ming, who had been asking the two a lot of questions.

Xiao Hong have to hold Chen Ming when he got impatient and was about to kick the old man for not saying anything ever since earlier.

"God damn it!"

"Prince, please calm down."

The calm atmosphere with a warm wind blowing gently was interrupted by Chen Ming's voice. The Crown Prince glanced at Bei Yau.