Chang Geng climbed up to the small attic, and found that it was quite special. There was a window and a skylight with an excellent view. Moving up from the window was where the bandits had set up their flag. Shen Yi set a torch next to him, there was no telling what type of fuel was used, it created white smoke that did not scatter in the blowing wind, flying straight into the sky.

Chang Geng smiled and said: "I thought General Shen was doing accounting work, I thought about coming to help out. It turns out you were sending a smoke signal.”

Shen Yi leaped down from the window and curiously asked: "Your Highness even knows how to do accounting work? What have you been doing in the past few years?"

Chang Geng: "Nothing much, there was a period when I followed Miss Chen to learn medicine, occasionally helping a few friends in the pugilist world, traveling with the merchants. I know a little bit of everything.”

Shen Yi saw that he only responded for the sake of it, he did not ask any further. The knowledge and experience of a person wasn't something that one could forge: even if a young person pretended to be unwavering, their act would be seen through if someone were to pay enough attention.

Chang Geng’s travels in the pugilist world these years were certainly not simple, otherwise he would not bear with him the unpredictable aura of unfathomable depth.

Chang Geng pushed open the small window in the attic and looked out.

Only to see the mighty troops moving up with the twists and turns of the land, their battle flags blowing in the wind.

In the light of the torches, the cold armors let out steam for miles, resembling a dragon panting heavily.

Fu Zhi Cheng had been in charge of the Southern Frontier Garrison for a decade, and he had soon become the king of this territory. At this moment, if he brought about one or two hundred people to 'eliminate the bandits plus greet the imperial envoy', there was still room for maneuvering. But he had actually mobilized half the troops in the garrison.

Chang Geng: "Yifu might have had some intentions to protect General Fu at first, but as of right now, it seems that he cannot be saved anymore.”

"Perhaps not only did he not appreciate it, he also intended to make a scene." Shen Yi looked at Chang Geng's calm and undisturbed side profile, "Your Royal Highness bears the quality of a general who does not faze in the face of danger, this truly is rare.”