Finally, he wiped his hands, estimated the time when the meal was ready, and said:
"Pingyang."
Ling Pingyang stepped forward half a step and said:"Lord."
"Deploy five hundred cavalry of the Qilin Army here, and let the remaining five hundred escort the refugees."
Ling Pingyang cupped his hands and said:"Understood!"
Wen Lingjun's forehead was already covered in cold sweat.
At this moment, caught in the middle, he didn't know what to do. Li Guan said:"This matter is not related to you, sir. It's just something I must do myself. Do they truly believe Li Guanyi can be handled at their whim?"
The young man smiled slightly, then said to Wen He beside him:
"Sir, fetch me my armor."
Wen He said nothing, reacting quickly at this moment.
