Yue Ziyu agreed to his martial nephew's proposal without much thought. It wasn't about the battle itself—as far as he was concerned, the destruction of another fleet was of no consequence.
His plan to attack Shang'an Prefecture was merely an opportunistic move, a chance to scheme a little. If it succeeded, all the better. If not, it didn't matter; he, personally, stood to lose nothing at all.
After receiving Yue Ziyu's approval and the Military Command Token he was given, the young Water Cultivator immediately left Anmu Island to rally reinforcements from the various fleet garrisons.
Shortly after the young Water Cultivator left, Yue Ziyu took out an Eight Diagram Formation and began to divine the future. Half an Hour later, he frowned slightly. After pondering for a few seconds where he stood, he rose, walked to the main door, and gently pushed it open. The bright sunlight that fell upon him filled him with a sense of nostalgia.
