"Are we just going to stand by and watch Wu He run amok within the borders of the Divine Martial Nation?" Chu Jiangliu glared at Shang Lang and said unhappily.
Shang Lang said, "Wu He naturally has to be dealt with, but not with such a grand display. If we really let King Chu lead tens of millions of troops in sweeping across the nation, we could indeed find Wu He. But Your Majesty, have you considered how the various territories within the Divine Martial Nation would view this?"
"They would think that the Divine Martial Nation was no longer capable of governing its territories. They would think that the Great Wu Dynasty had infiltrated the Divine Martial Nation's territories!"
"Once the seed of suspicion is planted, it will be anything but a good thing!"
"Your Majesty, when the Sword King returned to the Divine Martial Nation, established the Son of Heaven Palace, and overwhelmed all the heroes at the state banquet, it was only then that he secured the Divine Martial Nation's current stability!"
"I am unwilling to see all the Sword King's painstaking efforts go down the drain!"
"I implore Your Majesty to think this over carefully!"
Shang Lang spoke earnestly.
Chu Jiangliu said coldly, "You've even learned to use the Sword King to pressure me?"
Shang Lang said, "That is the truth! King Chu, although our political views often differ, on this matter, this old man firmly stands by his own opinion."
Bai Xiaoxiao sat upon the dragon throne, supporting her forehead as she sighed softly.
Just then.
Beneath the Listening Wind Pavilion, a young man in white walked over and asked with a smile, "Emperor Xiao, Your Majesty, what happened? Why do you look so troubled?"
Everyone turned to look.
Chu Jiangliu and Shang Lang hurriedly