"Master, Zhou Xuan's envoy came here for nothing more than compensation. They want us to hand this little thing back. Why not demand some troops as compensation? Yin soldiers are fairly easy to discipline. Train them for a while, and they can replenish our losses." Song Wanyi suggested.
"My lord, troop losses are no small matter. Since this little thing can't be kept, it's worth considering," Jiang Han added.
"Zhou Xuan won't agree. She'd rather fight you until her forces are wiped out than give you a single soldier. She probably thinks I won't kill my nephew." I watched my nephew bound tightly with a pile of strange black ropes by Ruan Mei and knew they were another creation of the Shepherd King.
Killing my nephew would be easy enough. I still had the rod for stabbing corpses that Zhang Dongliang had given me. But he was Zhang Yidan's flesh and blood. Half human and half corpse, he truly made it difficult for me to strike.
The other ghosts and corpse kings all knew about my relationship with my nephew. I'd had two or three good chances to kill him before, and since I hadn't, they naturally knew I had my concerns.
"If not troops, surely some nether gold would do. Zhou Xuan seized Lin County and Xin County and reaped a rich harvest. Commander Zuo has scraped her coffers clean, and he sighs every time he sees her. Besides, the taxes from three counties are no small sum." Dai Mei considered the matter carefully. If they wouldn't give troops, then she would demand money for his release.
"Strike while the iron is hot. I think that's a good idea." Jin Shiwei, the Black Impermanence standing beside me, joined in.
"Let the envoy in first." Seeing everyone frowning anxiously, I