"No!" The manager went down to make arrangements after hearing the order.

Fan Liuhai changed into casual clothes and walked to the small flower hall without having time to drink a sip of water.

There, waiting for someone, less than 30 years old, he was a fifth-rank general.

"Qian Du, I have met General Fan." This man had seen Fan Liuhai, so when he saw Fan Liuhai walking into the small flower hall, he immediately stood up from his seat and saluted Fan Liuhai.

Fan Liuhai smiled: "No need to be polite, General Wu is still going smoothly?"

"General, when we meet you in the future, we will follow the orders of my general." Qian Du said respectfully: "This is a letter from my general to you, please read it."

As he said that, he held a letter in his hand and delivered it to him.

Fan Liuhai took the letter and took it out in front of Qian Du and read it.

After reading it, he smiled and said, "I have read the letter. I already understand what General Wu means. I will write a reply letter and bring it back to General Wu."

Fan Liuhai asked Qian Du to rest, but he called his servant to grind and spread the paper.

When I picked up the pen, I almost thought about it, and finished writing a full piece of paper, sealed it, and handed it to Qian Du's hand.

Qian Du politely declined Fan Liuhai's banquet and said goodbye directly. Under the protection of his entourage, he quickly returned to Bingzhou.

After Qian Du left, Fan Liuhai was in a very good mood.

This time, Wuxing Sect sent people to contact him, and there were two things. The first was to report that Bingzhou was pacified. The battles were not many times before they were occupied by the Dacheng Army.
Chapter completed!