When Qi Shou'an's right hand lifted the tent's curtain, she still thought that Wei Xiren would insist that she meet the Shejin deputy general, Yu Jiuyun, in a small town not far from the camp. She'd even thought of how she'd explain it. She sent the letter, but Yu Jiuyun didn't respond. Typically, Yu Jiuyun led the patrol squads, but recently, someone else had taken her place. In the end, this was the border of the two states, and she couldn't go looking for Yu Jiuyun anywhere, and could only wait for her to contact her. But when she stepped into the tent, Qi Shou'an caught the scent of a terrible, sour scent. The awful scent was mixed with that of blood, and it choked her until she coughed. She shifted her gaze, finding Wei Xiren sitting, cross-legged, on a cushion, cleaning her long dao, and without even thinking, Qi Shou'an said, "Jiangjun, I've already sent a letter to Shejin thrice…" Before she'd even finished speaking, Wei Xir...