After hearing Wen Suiyuan's words, what else could he not react?

He did forget this.

He sent so many people to recover people, but he, including himself, had no idea what the other party looked like and how to pursue people?

Not to mention that the other party had already run away, I was afraid that even if he stood in front of him, his subordinates would not know if the person they were chasing was the person they were chasing.

Yan Wu fell silent in depression.

...Obviously he made a serious mistake. Although it is not very important whether this matter can be accomplished at the moment, the battlefield changes rapidly, and a little mistake may destroy the entire army. As a general of the army, if he brings such a mistake to the battlefield, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yan Wu's face looked very bad.

Wen Suiyuan's face was also bad, but he did not get angry at Yan Wu - the other party was a general of the first army and the prince of Beiyi. Whether he was a junior or a member of the Southern tribe, he was not qualified to get angry with the other party.

After a long silence, he said, "Who was the one who went to negotiate with that person yesterday?"

"Yang Yi."

"Let him come over immediately and draw that person's appearance." Wen Suiyuan's expression was a little gloomy and his tone was a little cold. "I always have some bad premonitions in my heart."

When Yan Wu heard this, his expression changed, and he became a little uneasy. He hurriedly ordered someone to come to Yang Yi.

The coach's big tent was lifted open, and a thin man walked in and saluted respectfully at Yan Wu. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Wen Suiyuan sitting in the chair, and was obviously surprised.

"Big Young Master?"

Wen Suiyuan glanced at him without explaining it, and said lightly: "Where did you meet the young man who claimed to be a businessman?"

Yang Yi was stunned when he heard this, then came to his senses and replied, "It's in the inn in the city."

"Do you still remember his appearance?"

Yang Yi nodded affirmatively: "I remember that young man is so handsome. Although he is a man, he has a fairy-child-like face. After living for so many years, he has never seen such a beautiful man."

Wen Suiyuan's face suddenly sank when he heard this.

Yang Yi caught a glimpse of his face and was shocked. He thought Wen Suiyuan was unhappy that there were other men who could compare him. He subconsciously said: "But he is still worse than the young master..."

"Can you draw his face?" Wen Suiyuan interrupted him impatiently, "Draw now."

"Big Young Master?"

"I have a bad premonition in my heart." Wen Suiyuan held his forehead, and his eyes seemed to be stained with a thick layer of haze. His voice was gloomy, and his words were like icy spilling. "The new emperor of Dongyou is also a handsome man."

"What?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yan Wu and Yang Yi were shocked at the same time.

"Young Master is sure?" Yang Yi looked at him in surprise, "It should be just a coincidence? What did the new Emperor Dongyou come to the border for doing?"

"Is it a coincidence? You will know when you finish drawing it?" Wen Suiyuan said, "Go to get the paper and pen and draw it now. You can't be careless at this time."

After saying that, he turned to look at Yan Wu and said in a gloomy tone: "If it was him, then he must have noticed that there were people from the Dongyou court, so he thought about coming over and finding out the truth."

Yan Wu frowned: "What should we do now?"

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Chapter completed!