Puppet Mastery Divine Art Shows Its Power

At this moment, the Zhao Kingdom’s army had already set up camp, thousands of tents stretching as far as the eye could see, with subtle formation patterns woven throughout.

With twenty thousand regular troops, the sheer scale of the encampment was staggering. And that wasn’t even counting the ten thousand auxiliaries and several thousand laborers mixed in—over thirty thousand people all together.

Thinking back to all those novels and TV shows, where assassins sneak into army camps and find the main general with pinpoint accuracy—it all seemed pretty laughable now.

In reality, if you actually entered a military camp without knowing anything about army formations, you’d be lost before you ever found the general’s tent. And no general would be dumb enough to set up a tent that stands out, just begging for assassins to come looking for him.

Now, as Ian Song glanced across the camp, all he saw were rows of identical tents.

If he really had to search tent by tent, he’d probably still be looking when the sun came up.

Fortunately, before coming, he’d picked up some tips on military layouts from Bruce Meng, and got General Victor Zhao’s appearance from Sean Song. Otherwise, even with Clairvoyant Vision, finding Victor among tens of thousands would’ve been tough.

With a single thought, Ian activated his Clairvoyant Vision and began searching for Victor Zhao. He hadn’t come tonight to assassinate Victor—his real plan was to use Puppet Mastery Divine Art to enslave Victor and the top generals, then lead the whole army over to the Qi Kingdom.

If this were the real world, using Puppet Mastery Divine Art to enslave people at will would probably weigh on his conscience. But this was just a Fictional World—once the mission was done, he’d leave—so he didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty.

After less than half an incense stick, Ian locked onto a tent at the camp’s edge and thought to himself, 'Victor Zhao really is sly. Who’d expect the main general to set up at the outskirts?'