Zhu Tong burst into laughter, seemingly having completely forgotten what he had done just moments earlier, and approached the old scholar with an arm ready to hook around his shoulder.
"You silly man!"
Xu Wencai, pointing at him with his feather fan, scolded him with frustration but didn't dwell on it further. Without wasting more words, he walked in front of the man in the white robe and knelt down:
"Your servant Xu Wencai greets the superior!"
"Why are you kneeling if you're not busy?"
Chen Sansi pulled him up and then said, "You've come just in time. You'll explain the details to them later."
"Alright!"
"— Whoosh —"
In the presence of everyone, Xu Wencai unfolded a map detailed with strategic markings:
"Gentlemen!"
"Tomorrow is the day on which our fate will be determined!"
"Let me explain the detailed plan. The superior has already communicated with me secretly. Listen carefully to the strategy."
