No one knew why Jian Xilai changed color, nor did he know what happened, but it would be a great thing to shock Jian Xilai like this, so we didn't dare to speak, and everyone looked at him nervously.

Still didn't know what was said on the phone, Jian Xilai's expression became more and more serious, his brows also frowned high, and finally said heavily: "Yes, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Jianxilai looked up and said to us, "The Empress Dowager is critically ill, I must go back. The plan is temporarily cancelled!"

The Empress Dowager is critically ill?!

When I heard this news, my heart was pounding. This was an amazing event. The last time I "meet" the Empress Dowager, I heard her voice being out of breath, which was obviously a sign of short life. She even admitted that she couldn't live long and arranged her own funeral, but I never expected it to come so quickly!

I couldn't help but think that if the Empress Dowager was really dead, then there would be chaos in Ye Ming. If the Dragon Team takes advantage of this time to attack and sweep it, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Unfortunately, I, who came beside Jianxi, didn’t know how to tell my uncle this news, nor did I know if the Empress Dowager would die.

Now I am just an ordinary person in the Ministry of War. I can only look at each other with Marshals Qinglong and Marshals Baihu. I was shocked by the news. After all, the Empress Dowager was Ye Ming's day.

Marshal White Tiger was stunned for a while before saying, "Then, won't you kill the little Hell?"

"I won't kill for the time being."

Jian Xilai said with a serious expression: "We must go back immediately!"

Marshal Baihu wanted to say something else, but Jianxilai had already arranged for Marshal Qinglong to buy a return flight ticket. In fact, I should have done this kind of errand work, but Jianxilai still didn't trust me, so he asked Marshal Qinglong to go.

Both the provincial capital and Fengcheng are big cities, and there are many planes coming and going, and there are several trips a day, so Marshal Qinglong quickly bought a plane ticket and would set off in two hours.

It's not yet time for security checks, so we found a cafe inside the airport to sit on it.

At this time, Marshal Baihu said carefully: "Sir Shangshu, do you think this is OK? You guys go back first. I will stay here, and I will find a way to assassinate the little king of hell."

The Empress Dowager was critically ill. Jian Xilai, the Minister of War, needed to go back, and the others did not have this need, so Marshal Baihu's proposal was reasonable, but Jian Xilai frowned and said, "No, you can't fight against the little king of hell, so let's go back with me!"

"But……"

Before Marshal Baihu finished speaking, Jian Xilai interrupted him: "Don't forget the Xuanwu and Zhuque used to be. I don't want you to end up like them! This little Hell King will just leave it to me to solve it myself!"

Indeed, if Marshal Baihu stayed here, he would definitely not be my uncle's opponent, and he was just seeking death. Jianxi was quite accurate in seeing him and was very concerned about his subordinates. After all, two beloved generals had already died, so he still felt very distressed.

Jian Xilai said so, so Marshal Baihu naturally no longer insisted on his own opinion and remained silent.
Chapter completed!