Imperial Capital's Imperial Astronomical Bureau, a group of officials diligently recording.
Individual strength varies, victories and losses can be mistaken, yet when consolidated between powers, with many people, it becomes stable, hard to stir great waves.
The strength at both borders was not initially very different; perhaps the rewards from the Great Hunting Conference dangling before everyone like a delicious piece of meat, reduced the intent to clash and be injured, causing the Northern Court not to intervene this time.
Last year, the Southern Frontier lost Pan Dong, the Tusi's prestige greatly declined, terrified by the elusive White Ape, the rear support weakened, and today another Withered Bone is lost, the strength is already imbalanced!
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In the corridor, the young man patted the child's back: "Go, pour tea for your great-grandfather."
The child blinked, somewhat timid: "I'm scared…"
