"Ah... I was truly stifled today..."
Within the royal palace of the Marquisate of Haiyuan, Guo Zhang, King of the Marquisate of Haiyuan, heaved a long sigh toward the heavens, his voice brimming with gloom and frustration.
Prime Minister Xu Shi, who stood below the Marquis, glanced at Guo Zhang before speaking slowly.
"Your Majesty, as the saying goes, a gentleman's vengeance can wait a hundred years. Today's calamity chiefly arose because our Marquisate of Haiyuan has not been established for long and lacks sufficient foundations.
Your Majesty is in the prime of life and supremely wise. With the Marquisate of Haiyuan as your foundation, if you devote yourself to governance and development for a hundred years, the scene will be entirely different then," Xu Shi said.
With that comfort, Guo Zhang's heart eased slightly. "Prime Minister, after a hundred years of development, will our Marquisate of Haiyuan have the strength to trouble Ye Zhen?
Leaving aside his murky, inexplicable connection to Father King's death, I must vent the vile anger I suffered today, no matter what."
"After a hundred years of diligent governance, our Marquisate of Haiyuan may be able to protect itself, but if we wish to trouble Ye Zhen, I fear it will be difficult." Seeing the light instantly fade from Guo Zhang's eyes, Prime Minister Xu Shi added, "But if we accumulate national strength for several hundred years, then find a suitable opportunity, perhaps there will be a chance."
At those words, light returned to Guo Zhang's eyes. "Good. With the Prime Minister's assistance, I shall painstakingly develop the realm for three hundred years. Then, I will settle the score with Ye Zhen."
As he spoke, Guo Zhang's expression shifted. "But after today, the relationship between our Marquisate of Haiyuan and Prince Huan's Estate will likely..."