However, they didn't say anything because they expected that the prince would hand over this 'good job' to the person who came up with the solution, right?
"Yes, the general has received the order and will make arrangements now."
No matter how much unwillingness there is in my heart, what can I do? I can only respond.
"etc."
Just as he was about to leave, Ming Fucheng stopped him again.
"Vice General Gu, when you go to lure the Triceratops, remember to pay attention to whether there are any strangers around Zhan Beiye. Write down their appearance, draw a portrait and give it to me."
Ming Fucheng ordered him.
He really couldn't be sure whether that familiar face was Qian Jiyun.
Maybe Qian Jiyun really has a way to come to their plane? If it is really him, then he must make it impossible for Qian Jiyun to come back!
"this……"
Vice General Gu really didn't understand.
Let him capture the monsters to lure out the triceratops, he can figure it out.
However, pay attention to what the people around Zhan Beiye do? Zhan Beiye is the War King of the Zhan Ling Empire, and the people around him are not people they want to know.
For them, how many people around Zhan Beiye are familiar to them?
"My lord, who are you looking for?" he asked cautiously.
Upon hearing this, Ming Fucheng immediately glanced at him, took a deep breath again, and said to himself that he was too anxious.
"Forget it, go and do your business. I will find a way to investigate that person myself."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Vice General Gu took the order and immediately turned around and left.
It wasn't until he reached the outside of the camp that he let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he walked quickly, otherwise when the prince regretted it, he might have to let him do things that he didn't know where to start.
There was no specific person. How could he know who to look for? Could it be that he could remember all the people around Zhan Beiye and draw them one by one?
He just came to fight, not a painter, and he didn't have such a good memory.
If this matter really happened to him, he would have no one to cry to. It was so dangerous, so dangerous.
He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. It was obviously a cold day and it was still snowing, but he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. What the hell was this?
"I'd better go catch the monster."
With that said, he walked away, not wanting to stay in this place anymore, waiting to be captured by the prince.
In the camp, Ming Fucheng drove all the lieutenants out, and he was struggling to figure out whether that person was Qian Jiyun. If so, then why Qian Jiyun was able to get here.
Is there any treasure on Qian Jiyun's body that can come and go freely?
If there really is such a thing, wouldn't he be able to take it for his own use, and he could also go to a higher plane?
"Is that so?"
Thinking that there might be good things that could go to other planes, he actually hoped that that person would be Qian Jiyun. Only in this way could he have a chance to get the magic weapon that would allow him to go to a higher and better place.
noodle.
"Whether it is true or not, you have to see the person with your own eyes."
Thinking about it, he made up his mind. Tonight, he would take advantage of Zhan Ling's unprepared camp to sneak in to see if that person was Qian Jiyun.