"Marshal Martin, I have something important to tell you. May we speak in private?" Ye Yinzhu finally made up his mind and directly interrupted Marshal Martin.
Marshal Martin was startled for a moment, looked at Ye Yinzhu, and slowly nodded, saying, "Very well. The rest of you, leave."
The officers of the Northern Legion in the Marshal Mansion looked at Ye Yinzhu and then at Marshal Martin, with some dissatisfaction in their eyes. Ye Yinzhu and his Qin City were indeed powerful, but they were after all outsiders.
"All of you, go out. Do I need to say it a third time?" The authority of Marshal Martin was immediately asserted. Including Matlachi, the officers of the Northern Legion reluctantly walked out of the Marshal Mansion.
Marshal Martin said, "Alright, now besides the two of you, there's only me. Yin Zhu, speak freely."