On the northern front, Qing Yu sat calmly inside the command tent, his fingers continuously tapping on the table.
He was waiting.
By this time, Qing Chi should have already arrived in City No. 5, right?
Qing Chi brought not only military intelligence but also a few small gifts for Qing Chen from Qing Yu.
The gifts weren't expensive, just a few Golden Buddhas and Golden Bodhisattvas.
If given to an ordinary family, a single Golden Buddha might ensure a lifetime free from want, but if Qing Chen became the chairman of the board, the annual dividends would make this seem trivial.
However, this gift represented Qing Yu's attitude.
As the Group Army Commander on the front lines, Qing Yu was a person of status, second only to one, above thousands.
Given his status, he had no need to send congratulatory gifts to the younger generation in the clan. Even if it were Qing Yi's position, he wouldn't receive a gift from Qing Yu even after a hundred birthdays.
