"Your Highness Prince Huan, do you still want to take all fifty thousand of my Demon Slaves with you? And do you still want the Secret Spell Jade Slip that controls their Slave Collars?"
Ye Zhen's words set a blazing fury alight in Prince Huan Ji Ao's eyes.
With Prince Huan Ji Ao's intelligence, how could he not understand that Ye Zhen was laying his cards on the table?
What Ye Zhen truly meant was this.
Your Highness Prince Huan, do you still intend to forcibly seize my private property?
If you did, then I would have to prepare a memorial accusing Prince Huan of forcibly seizing the private property of the Duke of North Sea Commandery. Of course, if you did not—if you stopped pursuing this—then that memorial accusing Prince Huan of forcibly seizing private property would naturally never appear.
Prince Huan Ji Ao looked at his trusted adviser, Mr. Tu, who was under control, his face full of annoyance.
He truly had no proper solution to this matter, but he knew his adviser certainly did.
Yet if he had Ye Zhen release his adviser before making a decision, Ye Zhen would not release him in the first place. And even if he did, it would make Prince Huan seem far too weak and foolish, damaging the wise image he had always maintained.
But Prince Huan Ji Ao was no fool either. Since he had no good solution for the moment, he would simply stall.
With a flick of his eyes, he signaled Marquis Kaiyuan Ji Guan, the Military Law Officer, to step forward.
Marquis Kaiyuan Ji Guan, who had been frightened badly earlier, had finally steadied himself.
"Marshal Ye, no matter what, five unidentified Talisman Signals flew out from your Demon Slave Camp last night. That is an