Hmm?
Hearing these words, everyone was taken aback—Lord Wuxiang!
At this time, even Chen Jie was stunned, and he couldn't help but laugh, "Lord Wuxiang, truly impressive, coming to aid Tuotuo at this moment."
As he spoke, Chen Jie couldn't help but shake his head. How could he not understand Lord Wuxiang's little schemes: coming to aid Tuotuo at this time, knowing that the execution of the Little Ming King was just yesterday.
Lord Wuxiang deliberately came to the Great Capital a day late, clearly not wanting to expend the living forces of the White Deer Army in this meaningless battle.
Understanding this, Chen Jie's smile deepened. It really felt as if the abacus beads of Lord Wuxiang were about to bounce right onto his face at this Ten-mile Pavilion.
Thinking of this, Chen Jie looked at Zhao Ya, only to see Zhao Ya with a peculiar expression, for indeed, Lord Wuxiang was hard to evaluate.
