For now, let us set aside the situation in the North Sea.
With Wen Zhong, Kong Xuan, and the others in control, nothing could go wrong.
On Chong Houhu's side, he secretly contacted Yuan Futong and the others being escorted to Chaoge.
After much persuasion, he laid out Di Xin's terms and showed them the North Sea's current situation. Only then did Yuan Futong and more than thirty feudal lords wholeheartedly submit.
Just like Chong Houhu.
They surrendered their Feudal States.
The Feudal States their families had inherited for generations were incorporated into Great Shang's territory.
This news quickly spread.
Eastern Lu.
Southern Territory.
Xi Qi.
The three eastern, southern, and western marquises all learned of the matter.
In Eastern Lu, Eastern Marquis Jiang Hengchu said, "The Great King's methods are far from simple. What he wants is likely not merely that tiny patch of the North Sea."
In the Southern Territory, Southern Marquis E Chongyu was deeply troubled. "The Great King clearly intends to subdue the lands of us feudal lords and merge them all into Great Shang... What should we do?"
In Xi Qi, Marquis Ji Chang of the West was puzzled. "The hexagrams showed that this ruler would be as cruel and brutal as Xia Jie, and that the Shang Dynasty's fate had run out. Why is it different from my calculations?"
Throughout Great Shang, everyone sang the praises of Di Xin, the Sacred Lord.
In the North Sea, the Human Race there was even more deeply grateful to Di Xin, this unfamiliar Great King who was millions upon millions of miles away.
Because of this Great King's benevolence, they received food and clothing to survive the bitter cold.
It allowed them to stay alive.
People of the Human Race in other places had differing opinions.
But