The great tent was very quiet, so the external sounds were clearly audible, and these days Lei Yu had become quite familiar with them—the wind blowing, the footsteps and shouts of soldiers patrolling and drilling, and the neighing of warhorses.
Everything was orderly, without the bustling noise that typically accompanies an army's preparation to march.
However, judging by Ashina Zhuxie's attitude just now, if he were truly planning to move south to face Yu Wenye, he should immediately order the army to set off, rather than leisurely coming to discuss these matters—his demeanor was more like probing rather than threatening.
He was watching her reaction.
Thinking of this, Lei Yu further remarked, "If the Khan truly decides to go, surely no one can stop him."
Indeed, upon hearing Lei Yu say this, a glimmer flickered in Ashina Zhuxie's eyes.
