At the foot of the mountain, a group of soldiers was transporting provisions, led by Wang Cheng.
"Mr. Wang, this mountain road is indeed muddy and difficult, but it's not as bad as the Prince says. I wonder what his reasons are for delaying the transport?"
Wang Cheng was wearing a raincoat and a wide-brimmed hat, surrounded by pouring rain and the sound of raindrops, but the official was close enough to hear him.
Wang Cheng was very pleased with the question, and with a faint smile, he said, "Well... perhaps only the Prince himself knows!"
His words carried a special implication, inevitably causing people to make wild guesses.
"Once this matter is settled, we must report it to His Majesty for judgment!"
This reflected his dissatisfaction and determination to deal with Li Qingmu.
Wang Cheng was increasingly satisfied. It was said that this Regent King was as wise as a demon, but it seemed that was not the case!
"Creak, creak..."
