Deep into the night, the torchers flickered and teams of soldiers patrolled the barracks. The entire camp looked like a heavily armored city and also gave off a sense of order.

Outside the camp, there was no longer any music. It was completely calm.

Lights were extinguished in most of the tents. Only a few remained, and the figures inside could be seen. In particular, the light in the general’s tent was bright and there were many guards around the tent.

The old general, Si Nan, was standing next to a map and frowning. There was only him here, and it was very quiet, with only the sound of the candle burning.

“King Nan… Hmph, such a person is not worthy of being called ‘King Nan!’” The old general looked at the map and coldly snorted. For some unknown reason, he had a strange feeling toward the name “King Nan.”

It was as if no one in the world was qualified to be called “King Nan!”

“Oh? Then who deserve to be called ‘King Nan?’” A teasing voice came from behind the old ge...