Yan Daiqing??
Xue Tianxing and Yuan Shitong both looked perplexed.
As soon as the name was mentioned, numerous cold and venomous schemes surged to mind. Both renowned generals, accustomed to the harsh wind and frost of the Northern, felt a chill at the back of their necks and couldn't help but pay respect.
Xue Tianxing had yet to respond.
Yuan Shitong solemnly said, "Which Mr. Yan Daiqing might you be?"
The visitor smiled and replied, "Yan Daiqing of the Northern."
Astonished, Yuan Shitong scratched his head and glanced at Xue Tianxing, puzzled,
"Never heard of anyone named Yan Daiqing in the Northern."
Xue Tianxing sighed inwardly, simply cupped his fists in salute, and said, "As Mr. Wen Qingyu is here in person, we have already prepared wine and meat in the camp, Mr. Yan Daiqing, please!"
Wen Qingyu smiled and said, "General Xue, how did you know?"
