The war had ended, yet, things weren’t done. Senior ministers like Si Wen Ming had been busy day and night, dealing with all kinds of aftermaths of this great war. Countless big or small affairs were waiting for them to handle.
Not to mention anything else, only the fact that Ying Yunpeng and the army of archers under his command unexpectedly changed their sides in the war back on the battlefield, and the sudden rebellion of the troops from quite a few clans were more than enough to keep Si Wen Ming blood-vomitingly busy.
Ji Hao was still a nobody, hence didn’t need to worry about all those big affairs. Therefore, his life had been quite leisurely in these couple of days. Carrying an earthen jar of incomparably delicious fruit wine, Ji Hao strolled to in front of the cave that Yu Yu opened up as his temporary residence.