I really hated his arrogant attitude.
In his eyes, cooperating with us was a form of charity, since they possessed a higher level of civilization than we did. They called it cooperation, but in their minds, they were the ones in charge. That was not even the most important part. What mattered was that once they saw us as unequal to them, they would believe we should become their dependents, and they would very likely do many things that infringed upon our rights.
At that point, they might prove even more detestable than those outsiders.
Or perhaps what they wanted was precisely what those outsiders wanted to do.
Yet he had not noticed this at all. Although I did not see the ambition I feared in him, he was not alone. He represented the entire Ancient Shu people.
They and modern humanity were two entirely different races. Of course, I did not deny that they were also a branch of the people of Great Xia, but did they truly feel that sense of identification in their hearts?
At the very least, they probably had little affection for Great Xia.
"Mr. Jiang, do you know the consequences of refusing us? Aren't you afraid that you'll end up fighting on two fronts?" His words were full of threat.
I replied blandly, "If you truly want to become our enemy, then come."
He frowned, still unable to understand. "Mr. Jiang, I really don't understand. Why are you taking this attitude? I don't think there's anything wrong with my proposal. With our help, we can handle many things you can't and deal with enemies you can't defeat!"
I sighed. I did not know whether his emotional intelligence was simply too low or whether his brain was not working properly.
I said directly, "Do you