"Master Meng predicted it like magic! The alliance turned out to be a useless mob indeed!"
Prince Changshou used to have a scruple about the alliance because of its size. Their military camp was said to cover over 60 miles. Picturing that alone sent a chill up the spine.
He thought that since the alliance had almost gathered all its forces, it was about time for them to march their way over. Surprisingly, they had not moved for days. Instead, everyone indulged themselves in corporal enjoyment. No sign of taking action at all. Almost a week had passed by and still nothing. Prince Changshou was thrilled.