Yan Huisheng, who was closest to Yuan Zhao, quickly received Yuan Zhao's letter, and he laughed immediately, handing the letter to the old Duke.
The old Duke took the letter, read it, and then said to Yan Huisheng, "Three days later then. I wonder what conditions Nanchu will offer, and on what day he agreed with them?" He sighed, "Being so far apart, it's inconvenient to exchange information."
"Regardless of what day he agreed with Nanchu, let's meet him in three days, and then postpone signing the peace treaty until we hear from Nanchu," Yan Huisheng said. "The current situation is favorable to us, we can afford to wait."
"Indeed." The old Duke nodded.
Yan Huisheng didn't press anyone this time. He wrote a reply agreeing to meet on Half Moon Peak in three days as Yuan Zhao proposed.
Three days later, at Half Moon Peak, Yan Huisheng brought Xie Lin, Jiang Xing, and a man from Jiangzhou, along with a group of guards. The old Duke held back.