Wrathion knew that a rift had formed between them, an irreparable wound, but for powerful figures, friendship was nonexistent; only the exchange of interests mattered.
So Wrathion didn't care and calmly asked, "What do you think of Velen?"
Anduin a wry smile, "Not surprising."
Wrathion looked at him curiously. "Oh, what are you thinking?"
"How many of those who appear virtuous are actually good people?"
Anduin a mature look on his face, as if he had seen through everything:
"During the reign of the Black Dragon Princess, I thought only the Black Dragons were Evil. Later, my father returned, and the true nature of the nobles began to show. Their cruelty, filth, and all sorts of horrifying and vile habits made me want to vomit. Stormwind City was a stinking ditch."
"Does your father know?" Wrathion asked.
Anduin shrugged and said:
"I know. SI:7 and the Court Mages are all Father's eyes and ears. Father simply records these things as leverage, and the bigger the leverage, the more important they are."
At this point, Anduin and said, "My father, he has an eccentric personality, his temperament often changes, some say he's a different person altogether, I dare not say more."
Anduin's maturity far exceeded Wrathion's expectations.
This is the advantage of royalty. While many ordinary people believe the world is beautiful, they are repeatedly hurt by naivety. Royal family members, however, have learned the cruelty of the world and donned thick armor to protect themselves.
Wrathion pondered how to persuade Anduin, but ultimately could only give it a try.
The two arrived at a small town, Herb-Scent Town, the only Pandaren settlement in the Krasarang Wilds.
Herb-Scent Town, as its name suggests, is always surrounded by a faint scent of herbs. It is close to the Orcs camp and is home to more than five thousand Pandaren.
The town mayor, named Bai Yutou, is a chubby Pandaren with a cunning look in his eyes. In his youth, he was a Herbalist, but unfortunately, he was not skilled enough and poisoned many of his people, so he was expelled from his hometown.
Later, he went to Halfhill to learn cooking skills, but unfortunately, his cooking skills were not very good either. He was ridiculed by the famous chefs in Halfhill. With nowhere else to turn, Bai Yutou sought refuge with the Golden Lotus.
The Sect Leader Lao looked down on Bai Yutou and banished him to Krasarang Wilds, which was once the homeland of the Mogu, full of Hozen and Jinyu, with few Pandaren.
Later, when the Orcs landed in the Krasarang Wilds, the sycophantic Bai Yutou saw an opportunity and went out of his way to curry favor with General Nazgrim, becoming a guest of honor in the general's household. He then gathered a group of Pandaren and established Herb-Scent Town, specifically to provide logistical support for the Orcs.
Bai Yutou combined herbs with culinary skills to invent Pandaren medicinal cuisine, which can cook Pandaren with a special flavor. It is said to have the effect of prolonging life and enhancing physical fitness, and is very popular among the Orcs.
Herb-Scent Town quickly became famous Pandaria, attracting many Pandaren. Bai Yutou also became a celebrity, receiving unanimous recognition from the Pandaren as a well-deserved great hero and hero.
Even though the Golden Lotus was destroyed, and Bai Yutou was accused of being a traitor by the Orcs and cursed by thousands, it still did not affect him.
When Mayor Bai is mentioned, the Pandaren all give him a thumbs up and call him a true hero.
Wrathion led Anduin into Herb-Scent Town, and into the town's largest and most luxurious herbal inn. The Pandaren waiter, seeing that they weren't Orcs, curled his lip in disdain and only brought them a bowl of Fresh Water.
Anduin somewhat annoyed, but Wrathion didn't seem to care. He took a sip of water and asked:
Anduin, what do you consider to be courage?
"To fight bravely, to sacrifice one's life for one's country, to dedicate oneself to the cause until death—that is courage."
Wrathion shook his head, pointing to the Pandaren inside the shop, and said, "They died bravely for the Orcs, is that courage? It's just cowardice."
Anduin a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's different."
Wrathion continued, "The Argent Crusade died for Tirion Fordring, bravely becoming food for the Orcs. Is that courage?"
Anduin panicked. "They're just afraid; even if they're eaten, they won't dare to resist. They're just a bunch of cowardly Imp."
Wrathion looked directly into Anduin's eyes. "Then what is true courage?"
Anduin stammered, "I don't know."
Wrathion sneered, "Just like this Mayor White, a great hero of the Pandaren, no Pandaren dares to doubt his courage, but what is he really?"
As the two were talking, several Orcs walked in from outside. The Orcs in the lead was wearing magnificent armor and carrying two sharp Battle Axes on his back. He looked like an officer.
The Pandaren bowed and scraped as he came out to greet him. The Orcs officer grinned, grabbed the man, bit off his neck, and savored the taste of his blood.
"This is good; let's use it as the main ingredient in the medicinal cuisine," the Orcs officer said with satisfaction.
Several Chefs came out of the kitchen and carried the Pandaren to the kitchen. The highly respected Mayor Bai personally cooked, Proficiency skinning Eviscerate the panda, and making a delicious medicinal dish.
The Orcs officer sat down to the side, eyeing Anduin with ill intent.
Wrathion smiled slightly and said, "If you kill this officer, you will be a hero."
Anduin a wry smile, "If I really kill him, I will become the public enemy of the Pandaren of Herb-Scent Town. They fear the Orcs, but they will fight me relentlessly, unafraid of sacrifice."
Wrathion laughed and said, "True courage is to stand against the whole world. Do you have the courage to stand against the whole town?"
Anduin shook his head; he didn't have the guts.
Wrathion hardened his expression and said seriously, "Do you really think humiliation can save you? A race without courage will ultimately be eliminated."
Soon, a delicious medicinal meal was served, a large pot of meat stewed until tender.
The Orcs officer ate heartily, while his henchmen swallowed hard, occasionally getting a few bones to satisfy their cravings. This vividly illustrates the strict hierarchy among the Orcs.
A delicious aroma of meat wafted through the air, mingled with the scent of herbs. Anduin hard, his mouth watering. Wrathion sneered, "Don't think this is some unparalleled delicacy. Hmph, Bai Yutou has no idea that disaster is about to befall him."
The Orcs officer was enjoying his meal when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. The pain made him break out in a cold sweat, and he quickly put his finger down his throat, vomiting profusely all over the ground, creating a foul stench.
"Poisoned! You actually poisoned the meat! We Orcs have saved the world time and time again, yet we've been betrayed by these despicable Pandaren!" The Orcs officer jumped up, grabbed two sharp Battle Axes, and charged towards the Pandaren's kitchen.
Thump!
A Pandaren kitchen helper ran out of the kitchen, collapsed to the ground, and bled profusely from his back.
Chef Bai Yutou, his face covered in blood, was dragged out of the kitchen by the back of his collar by Orcs officer. He thrashed about, snot and tears streaming down his face, constantly wailing and begging for mercy.
The Orcs officer cursed and threatened to drag the Bai Yutou to the crossroads and chop it into mincemeat in front of everyone.
Anduin at Wrathion and asked, "Was this your doing?"
Wrathion calmly shook his head.
The two followed each other all the way. At the Crossroads, the Pandaren surrounded them in layers, talking and pointing, their faces showing schadenfreude.
The Pandaren hero, Bai Yutou, knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly and kowtowing loudly. The Orcs officer, however, was relentless and raised his Battle Axe to strike, seemingly about to kill Bai Yutou on the spot.
"Let go of that Pandaren."
A sound like Thunder erupted.