Sole Wolf’s face was red as he said anxiously, “Prime Minister, what are you talking about? We killed their King Class warriors. We should be the ones getting credit for it.”
“Shut up!” the Prime Minister scolded angrily.
Do I even look like I am giving Zeke credit?
This is a crime of killing!
Both of you won’t be able to handle the consequences of this sin.
The Great Marshal is the only one who can.
Sole Wolf scoffed, “Hey, old man! Who are you asking to shut up? You’re really getting on my nerves. Why are you being so courteous to the Carter family? Eurasia has been providing them with so much food, and they’ve wasted so much of our resources. They should be treating you with respect. Look at you. Look at how you’ve been acting so lowly before them. I just feel so disgusted at being someone who’s from the same native place as you.”
What the f***?
The Prime Minister’s face darkened.
I’m still the Prime Minister of a country, the face of Eurasia.
Never mind being slandered by the Great Marshal.
But as the subordinate of the Great Marshal, what makes you think you could humiliate me?
This is outright disrespectful and a huge humiliation to me!
If it wasn’t for the Great Marshal’s presence, the Prime Minister would’ve given the order to kill Sole Wolf.
Zeke couldn’t bear to look on anymore.
Prime Minister was a representative of Eurasia, and they had equal status. That was why there was nothing wrong with Zeke’s comments at the Prime Minister earlier.
But Sole Wolf’s status was lower, so it was extremely disrespectful of him to humiliate the latter.
Zeke barked, “Sole Wolf, shut up!”
“But I was speaking the truth!”
The Prime Minister responded thankfully, “Luckily the Great Marshal knows right from wrong.”
“I agree with what Sole Wolf had said,” Zeke added.
The Prime Minister was speechless.
“I have a question for you, Prime Minister. What is this hundred-year agreement that you speak of?” Zeke asked.
The Prime Minister hesitated for a moment before he said, “Great Marshal, this is a national secret. Let’s talk privately.”
“No need. There are no outsiders here,” Zeke replied.
Besides the Carter sect’s members, there were only the warriors of Deadly Wolf. There were no outsiders indeed.
The Prime Minister smiled bitterly as he knew he couldn’t change the Great Marshal’s mind. “Very well, then. I don’t see the harm in telling all of you. Truth is, the Four Hidden Sects were known as the ancient Four Great Martial Houses many years back. They had a collection of ancient martial arts techniques. Every time one of the houses shared their techniques, it would cause a stir around the world. They cultivated countless warriors. There were even warriors of the Ultimate Class. Nowadays, there has been a serious lack of combat skills in the ancient martial arts world in Eurasia. If the precious battle techniques of the Four Hidden Sects could be made public and martial artists are allowed to practice them, Eurasia’s defense capability would soar to great heights. Therefore, Eurasia made an agreement with the Four Hidden Sects. We will provide them with resources and daily needs. In return, they will share a part of the battle techniques a hundred years later. By then, Eurasia’s martial artists will be allowed to practice them. This is the hundred-year agreement.”
“Why don’t I know about this agreement?” Zeke asked with furrowed brows.
The Prime Minister explained, “This agreement was made about ninety years ago. You, even your father, weren’t even born yet. That’s why you didn’t know about it. In about ten years, this agreement will be due. That being said, Great Marshal, I hope you will see the bigger picture and not break the hundred-year agreement.”
However, Zeke sneered, “This hundred-year contract is bullshit! I’ll end it today.”
“No, Great Marshal!” the Prime Minister exclaimed in shock.
“Do you want the world of ancient martial arts in Eurasia to remain stagnant? Don’t you want to strengthen Eurasia’s martial artists and the country’s defense?”
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