RIN

Chapter 57

At a military camp a few miles from the North Border and province Guando, multiple large tents made of animal skin were set up; along with medium sized buildings built of oak wood.

The entrance was built with an archway and tall wooden poles. The entire camp surrounded by a stone wall.

Inside a large tent, two large stone containers filled with burning charcoal were on each side of the tent warming the inside to a pleasant temperature.

On the side, sitting lazily by a wooden table, covered with bottles of wine and meat, was a tall handsome man. His long black hair flowed down his back and his grey eyes lighting from the burning fire.

He was dressed casually in a silk robe, trousers, and a jacket covering up to his slender white neck.

Casually, the man drank the wine in his cup with an impassive expression on his face – although there was a clear indication that he was bored.

Sitting next to him with spiky, short brunette hair and bright, blue eyes was Manchu, his hands holding two chopsticks reached for a cooked piece of seasoned pork.

"You look a little frustrated. Did something happen?" Manchu amusingly chuckled seeing the black haired man's cold expression.

Quietly tracing his rough yet smooth white fingers like jade around the cups rim, his dark eyes so deep not a trace of emotion could be seen within them.

"The weapons...when do they come?" The man's deep husky voice asked, his dull eyes remaining on the cup.

Flashing a sly smirk, Manchu plops a piece of cooked meat in his mouth.

"You really can't wait to shed some blood huh?" He said with stuffed cheeks.

Twitching his brow, An Sun shifts his grey eyes toward the young man eating across from him.

"More or less. And for the fact that the strategist they sent us is starting to piss me off." An Sun's scarlet lips formed into an irritaed frown.

Just as Manchu was about to respond, a soldier from outside announces the strategist from Hong.

Holding back a wicked grin, Manchu hides his smile behind his cup of wine. An Sun, with dark unfathomable eyes, frowns.

"Let him in."

After granting him passage, a slim man dressed in golden robes enters the large, warm tent.

"Greetings my Lord, I apologize for disturbing you so late in the night." The slim man lowered his head with raised arms, his long sleeves concealing his cupped hands.

As the slim strategist spoke, An Sun's expression remained bored as he sipped his wine, clearly irritated by his sudden presence.

With a strained smile, the strategist continues speaking.

"I've come to inform my Lord of something very important. As said before, I was able to reach out to a member currently working for the Bai family. He's agreed to work alongside their captain Bai Lan and report back his moves."

Even with his seemingly interesting words, An Sun remained cold and indifferent while sipping his wine. Shifting his dark grey eyes toward the slim man, An Sun flashes a frivolous smile, his eyes devoid of emotions.

"Is that so? Good, then I suggest you keep up the worthy work." An Sun's smiles sent a chill down the slim strategist's spine.

"Yes, my lord." He smiled wearily with a light bow.

"You're dismissed now." An Sun said before going back to drink his wine.

Bobbing his head courteously once more before leaving, the tent entrance closes leaving only the two men remaining.