William watched Becky's restless pacing and knew his intuition was correct. His enemies likely had dozens of contingencies planned based on his potential actions and aggressive responses.
By remaining stationary and focusing on internal affairs, he would render those preparations useless. The enemies would lose their momentum, their traps would sit empty, and they would eventually be forced to improvise—and that was when they would make mistakes.
"So, what do you plan to do now? Don't tell me you actually plan to rest until the war is over," Becky said, rolling her eyes as she stopped in front of him. "Even if you swore on your spirit that you intended to sit here and drink tea, I wouldn't believe you for a second!"
