In the Han Army, perhaps only a handful of people's unexpected events could lead the entire army to don mourning garb.
Chen Sansi had a bad premonition.
"Answer to Your Majesty."
Dongfang Jingxing cupped his hands and lowered his head: "It is... it is the Prime Minister..."
Chen Sansi was struck as if by lightning!
He headed straight for the mourning hall, rushed into the tent, and saw a black wooden coffin and a cold memorial tablet.
All the old generals of Po Yang were gathered here.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Qi Cheng, who had been standing vigil, quickly rose to salute.
Chen Sansi raised his hand, signaling the other to step aside, then stood before the coffin, using the [Qi Observation Skill] to see the lifelessness inside, remaining silent for a long time.
The suddenness of it all made it seem a little unreal to him.
