It was impossible to simply wave a hand and let the prominent clans of Ba Commandery and Qianwei Commandery off the hook. First, they had lured the Cao Army into Shu, then supported Xiahou Dun in contending with him. Now that the Cao Army was losing and our army was about to win, they wanted to surrender?
What the hell was the difference between this and joining the Party in 1949? Where in the world was there such a good thing... Hmm, there really was. Ahem, ahem.
That was beside the point. It would not fly with him anyway.
But Wang Xuan had not considered rejecting them outright. A fight to the death would benefit no one, so it was time to show his benevolent side.
After giving Gan Ning his instructions, he sent him back. A messenger at the externalized Qi level was quite useful. Never mind anything else—the information-delivery rate was one hundred percent, and so was the speed.
As for payment, was that cartload of jewelry collected from the native prominent clans of Yizhou still not enough?
Gan Ning once again hurried back to Jiangzhou. He could not take that cartload of jewelry for nothing.
It was still the Jiangzhou government office, and it was still the same group of people. This time, Gan Ning sat openly in the seat of honor. There was no other reason—he represented Wang Xuan to a certain extent now, and no one else dared to sit there.
"I'll speak frankly, then." Gan Ning swept his indifferent gaze across everyone. He no longer wore his previous smile. "Our army's victory and the Cao Army's defeat are already certain. As for what all of you did before, you know it yourselves. The Imperial Advisor has never tolerated a grain of sand in his