"May I ask who turned themselves in?" Xiao Feng asked with a frown.
"Imperial Son-in-Law Captain Xiao Xiamo, Xiao Banhe, and that traitor Yelü Qi! I trusted them so deeply, yet they actually coerced those closest to me. Their crimes are truly unforgivable!" Yelü Hongji smashed an expensive teacup with one slap, raging beyond measure.
Hearing Yelü Hongji's words, Xiao Feng and Xiao Pidi were immediately rendered speechless. Both understood his temperament well. Sensing the chilling intent in his tone, they knew that if they continued trying to persuade him, they would likely bring disaster upon themselves.
Song Qingshu had also learned from Zhao Min that the situation had completely spiraled out of control. He could not help frowning. "Things really are troublesome now."
Zhao Min gave a soft laugh. "It looks troublesome on the surface, but in truth, it is an opportunity for you."
"How so?" Song Qingshu asked doubtfully.
Standing with her hands behind her back, Zhao Min said calmly, "The dynasties that rose from our grasslands differ from your Han Chinese dynasties. We do not believe that nonsense about a ruler ordering a minister to die and the minister having no choice but to die. The power in your Han Chinese dynasties comes from the emperor, so naturally there is no ability to resist. But in our countries, power often comes from one's own tribe. Within a large tribe, there are often many warriors loyal to their chieftain. As the Gongfen Army Commander of Liao Country, Yelü Qi holds a high position despite his young age. No matter what, he must have over a thousand private soldiers under his command. How could they possibly watch helplessly as he was wrongly executed?"
Song Qingshu was taken aback. "Then why do you say this is an opportunity for me?"