Chen Wenmian paused.
Li Guanyi chuckled lightly: "The art of war?"
He released the warhorse, holding the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd, and said faintly:
"A hundred years from now, what you and I do today."
"That's the art of war!"
Chen Wenmian's heart suddenly surged with waves, and he was stunned.
Suddenly, he recalled the days he spent with his father, when the aged Wolf King handed him the knot and asked if he could untie it. He said he needed time to think and took the knot with him.
But he never managed to untie it, and only now did he suddenly realize that perhaps the best way to untie this knot is to break the rules. This might be what his father intended to teach him.
But such realization came a bit too late.
Li Guanyi, standing by the horse, penned a letter and entrusted it to Yuan Zhi, asking him to inform Breaking Army, then shouted: "Qibi Li!"
Qibi Li responded: "Here I am!"
