That night, Xiang Ying was lying in bed.
She first used an invisible drone to send a message with a paper note to the military generals of Xizhou who were under surveillance.
When the drone entered the military camp, Xiang Ying also took the opportunity to scrape off some of the grain they had just transported.
Yes, it's just like taking action: since I'm already here, I might as well take something else along.
Xiang Ying's drone approached the sheepfold.
Each of the tall, muscular generals, like bound tigers, were forced to lie on the ground.
There were over a dozen patrols around, and their whips cracked on the generals to vent their anger from time to time.
The generals gritted their teeth and endured, their patience nearly reaching its breaking point.
Xiang Ying surveyed the scene; fortunately, a few days ago, she had unlocked their chains. These people hadn't found a good chance to escape and were still pretending to be tied up.
