"There is indeed something. Do you really want to know?"
"...Mm."
"Yin Lian just reported to me that word from the scouts says Zhang Shidao plans to personally visit. The people on the Ghost Market side are already aware of this and are preparing to receive him."
Although An Zhizhen didn't intend to involve her younger brother, she didn't hide the matter.
As soon as she said this, Cen Dongsheng, who had been enjoying a lap pillow, instantly snapped awake. Under the slightly amused gaze of the woman, he quickly sat upright.
"Really? So, he can't sit still anymore?"
"Indeed. I'd guess he's received some kind of solid intel, or perhaps someone within the Ghost Market has reached out to him. Add to that fact that I came here personally, so he probably made this decision."
"How do you plan to respond?"
Great Sister's answer was nonchalant:
"I don't yet know his intentions. I'll mobilize some manpower first."
"Are you preparing for war?"
