Not long after, Chen Hao returned to the tent.

Seeing Ye Yuqiao with a troubled look, Chen Hao asked with concern, "Yuqiao, why do you look so preoccupied? Are you still angry about what happened earlier?"

Ye Yuqiao's gaze shifted back to Chen Hao, she shook her head and said, "How did it go? What did Lin Huashan say?"

Chen Hao's face darkened as he sat down beside Ye Yuqiao, pulling her into his arms.

"She admitted it, confessed that she's been in secret contact with Qian Feng," said Chen Hao.

"What else?"

After a brief silence, Chen Hao continued, "Contacting Qian Feng was her parents' idea, Qian Feng is her father's lifesaver."

"What else?" Ye Yuqiao pressed on.

Chen Hao was somewhat at a loss, he hesitated for a moment before adding, "Qian Feng has known for a long time that you were in the mortal world, by my side."

Ye Yuqiao made a sound of acknowledgment, her tone and expression remarkably calm.

"Did she mention anything else?" she went on to ask.

Chen Hao's expression turned bitter. The idea that Lin Huashan suspected the mysterious woman, who had transformed into a phoenix, was actually Ye Yuqiao was something he truly didn't want to bring up in front of her.

Because the whole matter was too absurd, not worth the discussion.

So, he shook his head and said with conviction, "That's all."

At that moment, Ye Yuqiao left Chen Hao's embrace, sat up straight, and looked into Chen Hao's eyes as if interrogating him through her gaze.

After half a minute of eye contact, seeing that Chen Hao's expression remained unchanged, Ye Yuqiao's eyes suddenly reddened, and she asked with a very sorrowful voice, "Chen Hao, can you promise me something? If you one day stop liking me, just don't ever hate me, otherwise, I'll be very sad."

Chen Hao frowned, puzzled by why Ye Yuqiao would ask such a sensitive question. Could it be because of the earlier disagreement between them?

"Silly girl, how could I possibly stop liking you, let alone hate you?"

"Promise me first!" Ye Yuqiao said seriously, tugging at the sleeve of Chen Hao's right arm.

Chen Hao helplessly "hmm"ed, then once more opened his arms and embraced Ye Yuqiao.

After a while had passed.

Chen Hao saw a gaunt figure cast upon the tent fabric, gradually getting larger.

Zhao Chong was here again!

Instantly, Chen Hao felt a surge of hostility.

"Hasn't the misunderstanding already been cleared up?" Yuqiao whispered, "Why do you still dislike him so much?"

Hearing Ye Yuqiao speak up for Zhao Chong again, a few more degrees of hostility filled Chen Hao's heart.

Ye Yuqiao sighed helplessly, then stretched out her right hand and pinched Chen Hao's cheek, saying, "You! You're just petty and jealous."

Chen Hao gave Ye Yuqiao a dismissive glance and said, "Aren't you the same?"

Ye Yuqiao stood up with a smile, then addressed the entrance of the tent, "Zhao Chong, is that you?"

"It is your humble subject! Your Majesty, I have an urgent matter to report to you."

"Come in."

After entering the tent, Zhao Chong first shook off the snowflakes from his cotton coat, then walked over to Ye Yuqiao. He narrow his eyes at Chen Hao, who was standing behind Ye Yuqiao, before finally turning his gaze back to Ye Yuqiao and said, "The Ghost King's army of a hundred thousand will spend the night on the plains over a thousand li to the east tonight, and they are expected to arrive at Huiyin Mountains around noon tomorrow."

"What!" Chen Hao exclaimed in shock. "An army of a hundred thousand! They will arrive by tomorrow!"

"Yes," Zhao Chong replied in an extremely cold voice. He originally wanted to say more, but realizing that Ye Yuqiao had likely been with Chen Hao in the Dust Realm these past few days, he decided it was better to say less to avoid mistakes.

"Then Family Leader Zhao, in your opinion, what should we do next?" Ye Yuqiao asked Zhao Chong.

In fact, before Chen Hao returned from the Dust Realm, she had already discussed this matter with Zhao Chong. She deliberately asked this question from Chen Hao's perspective, as Ye Yuqiao had spent the last few days in the Dust Realm with him, so she was supposed to be ignorant of what had happened in the Netherworld during this time.

"What do you think?"

To Chen Hao's surprise, Zhao Chong actually took the initiative to ask for his opinion.

"Ah!" Chen Hao was caught off guard, then his gaze shifted to Ye Yuqiao.

"Chen Hao, give us your thoughts. You want to be a king's man, don't you? You need to get used to making key decisions at critical moments," Ye Yuqiao sent a secret message.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Hao asked, "How many troops do we have on our side?"

"Just over ten thousand."

"What!" Chen Hao was shocked. "Only a little more than ten thousand left now?"

"Including those on Dayang Mountains, nearly seventy thousand?" Zhao Chong replied seriously and patiently.

"How long would it take for them to get here from Dayang Mountains at the fastest?"

"If they set out now, they should be able to arrive by tomorrow evening," Zhao Chong said with a slight frown. Continuing, he looked at Chen Hao with uncertainty, "But if you consider the time it takes for our message to reach them, the earliest they could possibly arrive would be after midnight tomorrow. Even if they could come to our aid, I doubt it would make much difference. Our forces are too outnumbered!"

"Not necessarily!" Chen Hao suddenly said with a smile.

"What do you mean by that?" Ye Yuqiao exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Chong also looked at Chen Hao with confusion, a hint of hope in his eyes.

"Have you forgotten? I have the Sword of Dust, and didn't the Dust King say that with the Sword of Dust, I could summon the ancient Dust Tribe's undead soldiers? Perhaps they could fight for us," Chen Hao said to Ye Yuqiao.

"I... I... I remember now," Ye Yuqiao stammered. She had omitted this detail in today's revisiting of Chen Hao's memories.

"How many undead soldiers of the Dust Tribe can you summon?" Zhao Chong asked.

"I don't know, but there should be quite a few! When the Dust King entrusted the Sword of Dust to King Mieji, he had hoped for King Mieji to lead the undead soldiers in a quest for vengeance. Judging by that, there should be at least ten or twenty thousand," Chen Hao suggested.

"But is it possible that King Mieji has already summoned those undead soldiers and commanded them to do other tasks? Now, there might be no undead soldiers left," Zhao Chong inquired cautiously.

"That shouldn't be the case. At that time, the Sword of Dust was still sealed, and King Mieji could only summon the undead soldiers but could not command them. Now that the Sword of Dust in my hand is unsealed, they will serve me," Chen Hao asserted.

Having said this, Zhao Chong looked toward Ye Yuqiao. She nodded slightly, signaling that Chen Hao's words were trustworthy.

"Then I'll notify Huiyin Mountains right away so that they bring their troops over to support us overnight," Zhao Chong said.

After Zhao Chong left, Chen Hao had a sudden inspiration and took Ye Yuqiao's hand, saying, "Yuqiao, the mortal world has already developed into a modern society with highly advanced communications. In a situation like this one, in the mortal world, a text message could be sent to Dayang Mountains in a second! Have you ever thought about, in the future, starting a communications company in the Netherworld, developing the internet, and building railways to develop transportation, to transform the Netherworld into a modern society?"

"Impossible!" Ye Yuqiao promptly shook her head..

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