"Su Fei, we're in serious trouble now. The Fusang Kingdom and the northern barbarians have both made moves. The emperor of the Fusang Kingdom sent a diplomatic letter back to Great Xuan, demanding you by name to pay with your life for his nephew's death. Then Great Xuan must compensate them with a vast sum of silver for military expenses before the Fusang Kingdom will withdraw its troops."
"The northern barbarians aren't so bad-they've only reinforced their garrisons. But judging by how much time has passed, the Fusang Kingdom's army should be close to landing on Yuezhou's borders by now."
"This will certainly be discussed at tomorrow's morning court."
Lei Chongxiao looked at Su Fei with a worried expression as he spoke.
He felt that the Fusang Kingdom had pushed Su Fei into the teeth of the storm.
Su Fei laughed when he heard this. Well, well, these Japanese pirates really were interesting.
As he saw it,
he had merely killed one little Japanese pirate, yet they wanted him to pay with his life?
What utter nonsense!
Then he would just kill more Japanese pirates.
In my past life, I regretted not taking part in the eight-year war of resistance. Let me make up for that regret completely in this life.
The following morning, morning court convened in the palace's great hall.
Unlike other days, the atmosphere was somewhat somber.
Emperor Xuan sat on his dragon throne. On the desk before him lay reports about the Japanese pirates invading Great Xuan's Yuezhou and the northern barbarians.
The contents of these two reports had already been communicated to all the officials.
Emperor Xuan looked at the ministers below and asked them to discuss the matter.
Zhang Xiongfei, the Principal Second Rank minister of revenue, stepped forward first.
"Your Majesty, according to