"Borrow something? What?" Though the new alliance leader didn't believe that Shen Tang, a twelve-year-old greenhorn, could claim the greatest credit, and thought she was just boasting, he still answered cautiously. He was also a little curious about what she wanted to borrow.
Shen Tang calmly tossed out a bombshell.
She said, "A piece of land."
The smile on the new alliance leader's face stiffened. All sorts of wild guesses flashed through his mind, but "borrowing land" hadn't been among them.
Besides, how exactly was one supposed to borrow land?
What kind of land did she want?
For how long?
There were all sorts of ways this could play out.
These were troubled times. Zheng Qiao's regime had been dealt blow after blow, and might not last much longer. A return to chaos was all but inevitable. If someone seized Shen Tang's territory while a twelve-year-old brat was "renting" it, would she expect him to help her take it back?
And when the "rental" period was over, what if she still didn't return the land?
As if—
If you borrowed it through your own ability, why would you give it back?
Of course, all this depended on her claiming the "greatest credit" in the first place. But if she could do that, the rewards for her achievements would be far more than a single piece of land. Any way you looked at it, there was everything to gain and nothing to lose. The new alliance leader grew even more cautious.
He pondered in silence.
Someone in the tent gave a scoff, then threw his head back and laughed so hard his back teeth showed, as though Shen Tang's words were the biggest joke of the year. His forces were more than ten times the size of Shen Tang's, putting him