The Indomitable Master of Elixirs

Ji Fengyan grinned at Situ Ba. “I had planned to draw a few more, but Lord Zhan was so anxious that I didn’t have time to finish them all. So those meant for the Green Nightmare Army have not been drawn yet.”

Ji Fengyan’s words could easily be translated as…

I had wanted to give the Green Nightmare Army the maps, but then Zhan Fei kicked up such a big fuss that I had to hand over everything. You saw for yourselves, I only had so many maps. So for the Green Nightmare Army…

Sorry, none left.

Her special logic gave no room for debate.

Situ Ba felt his chest constrict as he barely sustained his steady expression.

“Then, I shall not trouble General Ji. Could you just give me one map and I will have someone make copies of it?” Situ Ba suppressed his anger and maintained his calm facade.

But Ji Fengyan said, “Didn’t Lord Zhan say that the Green Nightmare Army has already made ‘a lot of’ progress? Why don’t you just continue with what you are doing? That way, my soldiers can also take a rest. I believe General Situ wouldn’t want my Wolf Smoke Regiment men to overexert themselves.”

I just refuse to give it to you. Why don’t you try begging me?

Don’t you love investigating?

Then go ahead and investigate on your own.

Situ Ba’s face was as dark as night. He had never been in such an inferior position to anyone before.

The map was in Ji Fengyan’s hands. If she didn’t relent, the Wolf Smoke Regiment would never part with a single piece. In addition, Yang Shun and Ji Fengyan had long banded together. The Blaze Army and Green Nightmare Army had also been at loggerheads for many years—it would be a lost cause to hope that the Blaze Army would share some of their maps.

Situ Ba had never felt so wretched before.

The feeling of being completely dominated with no recourse. This was something he had never endured before.

Situ Ba would never beg Ji Fengyan for a copy of the map. He immediately turned to the pale-faced Zhan Fei and gave him a significant look.

Zhan Fei’s face stiffened. Situ Ba wanted him to beg Ji Fengyan for the map!

Zhan Fei would rather die than do that.

But… if Ji Fengyan refused to accede—even with the massive size of the Green Nightmare Army—they wouldn’t get anywhere once the battle commences if they didn’t have a good grasp of the geography.

Zhan Fei’s face turned several shades of green and white. He looked as if he couldn’t wait to swallow Ji Fengyan whole.

He clenched his fists tightly and shuddered. After hesitating a while longer, he reluctantly gave a strained smile at Ji Fengyan.

“General Ji is exceptionally smart and resourceful. Since we already have this, we no longer need to waste any more time investigating. Could we trouble General Ji…. to give us some maps.”

Zhan Fei nearly burst a vein, forcing those words out.

Ji Fengyan grinned at Zhan Fei’s woeful expression.

Yang Shun was trying his best not to smile. It was truly a delight to see Zhan Fei and Situ Ba in such a humiliating position.

Only Ji Fengyan could suppress these two.

“Lord Zhan is not entirely correct. I dare not guarantee that my map is wholly accurate. It is still best if the Green Nightmare Army could conduct another check and provide us a peace of mind.” Ji Fengyan stubbornly refused to hand over a map.

Zhan Fei was nearly puking blood in frustration. “No need, no need. General Ji is so capable that I am sure this map is completely accurate. There’s no need to check again.”

“Oh? Does Lord Zhan think so highly of me?” Ji Fengyan smiled.