The young Great Shaman glanced at Sal Khan, whose face was overcast, and dared to add, "Your Majesty... It seems our Tianfeng Kingdom must acknowledge the current global situation. Our Tianfeng Kingdom... apart from ink powder and giant elephants, has too few people, too few slaves, and slaves... when fighting, the merit belongs to the master, and if they lose, they face execution. Therefore, our soldiers aren’t as fearless in battle as those of Zhou. We... cannot defeat Zhou or the Yan Kingdom for now!"
In fact, the young Great Shaman knew that Sal Khan was aware of this. But the Tianfeng Kingdom has always been strong, so how could their Emperor willingly admit to this? Having experienced life and death, the current Great Shaman’s mind was sharper, realizing that to become powerful, one must first acknowledge one’s own weakness.
Thus today... the young Great Shaman risked angering Sal Khan by saying this to him.
Sal Khan tightly gripped the water cup in his hand. If he did not know, why would he come to the Dongyi Kingdom to instigate confrontation with Zhou? It was precisely because he knew that Tianfeng Kingdom alone could not stand against Zhou or the Yan Kingdom, hence he came to Dongyi.
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Liu Rushi sat cross-legged in a corner of the cell, where moss crawled up the walls, and the air was filled with a musty odor. The straw inside the prison was not dry, with many crawling insects. By the dim light outside, five or six entirely dark rats could be faintly seen crawling through the spoiled prison food.
Liu Rushi closed his eyes, forcing himself to suppress the nausea and discomfort.
A few Zhou envoys who had just been imprisoned for several days, like Liu Rushi when he first entered, refused to eat the prison food that even dogs wouldn’t eat, watching the rats ravaging the meals without touching them.
Liu Rushi had tried to persuade them, but to no avail. However, it won’t take long before people can’t hold out anymore and start eating, as survival is more important than anything. As long as they live... Liu Rushi believed Bai Qingyan would send someone to rescue them, because their Emperor was such a ruler who wouldn’t abandon her ministers and citizens.
Suddenly, Liu Rushi heard footsteps approaching from afar. The four Zhou envoys locked up together with Liu Rushi exchanged glances and looked towards Liu Rushi, their pillar of support, seeing Liu Rushi had already opened his eyes and was looking out of the cell.
"Minister Liu..." Several people suddenly sat up straight, unconsciously moving closer to Liu Rushi as if he were their backbone, "It seems someone is coming!"
Aside from having a small window for ventilation in the cell, there was no way to judge the time. They could only use this small window to see the days and nights go by, feeling dazed and confused. The waning moon hung high in the sky and moved westward until it was no longer visible from the small window. According to Liu Rushi’s usual experience, it was probably almost dawn.
"It’s okay, don’t panic..." Liu Rushi spoke hoarsely.
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