No one knows when it began—
But the world was split in two.
Those in the Upper City live in the sunlight, on vast lands, warm and free.
Those in the Lower City survive in a cram...
Ning Fan couldn't really hide Soko's little thoughts from him.
This guy obviously saw what Ning Fan really wanted.
And now, he is also taking advantage of the alcohol to pretend to be talking in drunken words.
He wanted to see Ning Fan's reaction.
If Ning Fan's reaction was intense, Soko could instantly sober up, use the excuse that he was drunk, and express his loyalty again.
On the other hand, if Ning Fan was also drunk now, maybe Soko could get some useful information from him.
The reason why he lowered his posture so much was that he only had one thing to face.
Let Ning Fan relax his vigilance.
Ning Fan is also a human being.
Even though he knew that Soko couldn't really join him, there would always be times when he would relax.
What Soko wanted was this moment of relaxation.
When he asked Ning Fan this question, the turbidity in his eyes seemed to be filled with a bit of anticipation.
"yes!"
Ning Fan grinned and gave him a very proud smile: "You actually figured it out!"
Soko's eyes brightened a little.
But soon, he mumbled again, "Commander Ning now commands a large army and is surrounded by so many capable generals. It's only natural for him to be a little ambitious! I've always said that the dozens of [Roads of Grace] in Region A are unlikely to satisfy Commander Ning's appetite."
As he spoke, he pointed in the direction outside again.
"A million troops! We're scared to death! Sending all these soldiers just for the [Path of Grace], I just can't believe it!"
Looking at Soko's awed expression, Ning Fan smiled carefreely.
"There's still over a million at home!"
Just as Soko showed a rather shocked expression, Ning Fan couldn't help but raise his chin again: "They are better than this team!"
Ning Fan looked so proud at this moment.
It is normal for anyone who holds such great power to be a little proud.
Soko's face was getting redder and redder, and he looked like he was happy because he had found a great new master.
"Over two million troops! This strength... is enough to pacify Xiacheng!"
Ning Fan curled his lips and then sighed.
“It’s difficult!”
"What's the matter? Commander Ning, do you have any concerns?"
Soko asked with concern.
Ning Fan sighed heavily again, then drank the wine in front of him in one gulp, and then slammed the glass heavily on the table.
"Other places are relatively easy to deal with."
Ning Fan frowned, "But that H District...is difficult to handle!"
Soko also began to suffer as Ning Fan did.
"I heard that in District H... there's a powerful [Ten Thousand Souls Level] person?"
Ning Fan tilted his head and asked, "Is this rumor true?"
It’s finally here!!!
Soko shouted in his heart!
"It should be true."
Although Soko was so excited that every cell in his body was trembling, he still looked worried on the surface: "After all, this rumor has been around for decades."
"Decades ago?!"
Ning Fan was surprised and asked, "This [Ten Thousand Souls Level] existed decades ago?"
"Well, at least when I was very young, I heard that there was a powerful person of the Ten Thousand Souls Level in District H!"
Soko gave a bitter laugh, "It's just that I was still young at the time and didn't have any idea about the Ten Thousand Souls Level."
"When you were little..."
Ning Fan pinched his chin and began to analyze: "Even if this [Ten Thousand Souls Level] was around twenty years old back then, then he must be eighty years old now, right?"
Soko is probably in his fifties or sixties.
That is to say, fifty or sixty years ago, someone had already reached the [Ten Thousand Souls Level].
Ning Fan is currently unable to determine the authenticity of this information.
But if it is true, it means that the ability of this [Ten Thousand Souls Level] should have begun to decline.
No matter how strong a person is, he cannot withstand the "ravages" of time.
Tiger Lord is the best example.
The same goes for Wigginton.
And how much strength does the [Ten Thousand Souls Level] in Region H have left now?
This is good news for Ning Fan.
Ning Fan really didn't want to move a powerful person of the [Ten Thousand Souls Level] if he could.
Of course, even if he really wanted to move, Ning Fan knew that he might not be able to do so.
Ning Fan didn't doubt what Soko said to him.
Although both sides are now calculating against each other, Ning Fan understands one thing.
Lies are usually accompanied by truth.
From the first time I met Soko, he didn't tell much truth.
Because most of the things discussed before are related to the vital interests of Region A.
In this case, it is impossible for Soko to tell everything he knows.
Now, when talking about Region H, Soko can finally tell Ning Fan some of the information he knows.
And his purpose in telling the truth is also very obvious.
"almost."
Soko nodded seriously. "Commander Ning, this is what I think. Even if they are at the Ten Thousand Souls level, they may not be able to exert their full strength at this age. And you have strong soldiers and horses under your command. Even if you are not at the Ten Thousand Souls level, you should be able to easily defeat them."
"And then..."
Soko lowered his voice: "As far as I know, Region H... doesn't have many troops."
This is another new news.
So far, Ning Fan has been able to feel through the known information that Region H seems to be very different from other regions.
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