Bianqi Town!
On the rooftop of a small building on the southern edge, two figures stood still, gazing at the intense battlefield in the center of the town from afar.
These two figures were none other than the Fourth Prince and Ninth Imperial Uncle, who had previously had a confrontation with Chen Tang.
"Hahaha..."
"Old Eight is truly reliable; delivering a critical strike at the key moment, instantly turning the situation dire. It's a pity that we couldn't finish off Chen Tang..."
A smug look surfaced on Ninth Imperial Uncle's face, his voice thick with undisguised schadenfreude: "But this is also good. Fifth Brother has always been close to Seventh Elder, equally a significant obstruction to us. Eliminating him is also a considerable gain."
"All of this is thanks to Ninth Uncle's strategy. I was worried that Eighth Uncle might just be placating us. Now, I can finally rest assured..."
