At the Peak of Fenghai, We Sing Our Aspirations (2)

Xu Qing remained silent.

"Xu Qing, have you seen the battle report? It speaks of glorious achievements, like severely injuring the two monarchs. What an accomplishment!"

"There's also this prince. If he had arrived earlier that day, even if it was just by fifteen minutes…" Kong Xianglong laughed bitterly and didn't continue speaking. Instead, he took another big gulp of the wine and waved at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing stood on the spot for a long time before leaving silently.

It had been a month since the Palace Master died in battle.

With the arrival of the Seventh Prince, the Secretariat Department no longer had any meaning to exist and was forgotten. As for Xu Qing and the Sword Holders of the Secretariat Department, they were arranged to be on the battlefield.

After a few twists and turns and experiencing a series of battles until now, Xu Qing understood this Seventh Prince's style of doing things.