Wang Daoyuan arrived at the Imperial Pole Hall in Qingli City. Wang Mingchen, Twelfth Uncle, and Third Brother were already there, hosting Zhao Jingguo.
Seeing him arrive, Zhao Jingguo bowed and said, "This foreign minister pays respects to the Supreme Emperor of Yan."
Wang Daoyuan waved a hand. "No need for such ceremony. I heard that the Zhao Emperor wants territory within the Skyrend Mountain Range. What exactly are his plans?"
Zhao Jingguo replied, "By the Zhao Emperor's command, this foreign minister wishes to purchase from Yan the land east of Linchuan Commandery, along with part of Ten Thousand Dragon Mountain. I ask the Supreme Emperor and His Majesty to grant permission."
Zhao Kingdom was rather interesting. It wanted only part of Ten Thousand Dragon Mountain, avoiding a border with the Song and Qi Kingdoms.
At present, Zhao Kingdom only nominally shared Wucheng Pass as a border with Song Kingdom, with the Sixth Prince's little court wedged in between.
The Sixth Prince was now over nine hundred years old, yet none among his descendants stood out.
Once he died, the Kingdom of Zhennan would fall into the hands of the Myriad Spirit Sect.
When that time came, another great war would be unavoidable.
Wang Daoyuan had intended to sell these places anyway. Since Zhao Kingdom wished to buy them, there was naturally no problem.
With Yan Kingdom's current strength, there was no need to meddle in that mess between Zhao Kingdom and Song Kingdom.
No matter who won or lost, neither would dare set their sights on Yan Kingdom.
"There is no problem with selling this territory. But how much of Ten Thousand Dragon Mountain does the Zhao Emperor want, and what price does he offer?"
At his words, joy appeared on Zhao Jingguo's face.
Wang Daoyuan asking this meant