"Are they fighting??"
Zeng Anmin stood there, utterly bewildered.
This news made his scalp prickle.
"See? Before it has even begun, she is already being restless."
Zeng Shilin's voice sank as he slowly raised his head to look out the window. "This southern campaign against the Southern Mountains of Myriad Demon Mountain was difficult to begin with. If another unforeseen change arises..."
At that, he lowered his head and glanced at Zeng Anmin, who was frozen in place, then let out a soft sigh.
He had naturally heard from his dear eldest son that he had a rather good relationship with the Empress of Jiang State.
But...
How could matters between nations possibly be as simple as they appeared on the surface?
There were simply too many forces involved, too many desires lurking in every person's heart.
For example, now that the emperor of the Holy Dynasty had passed away and the New Emperor had lost the people's support.
Would someone with ulterior motives go to the Holy Dynasty, maneuver among the various factions, and make them fight one another?
If someone truly wanted a fine situation to fall apart, all they had to do was stir up the greed in people's hearts.
With such a perfect opportunity for the Holy Dynasty to splinter into pieces, would Jiang Kingdom take advantage of the opening?
Even if you had a good relationship with the Empress, did Jiang Kingdom have no one else?
With so many matters involved, how could the Empress alone have the final say?
The more Zeng Shilin thought about it, the more worried he became.
Boom!!
An incredibly violent sound erupted, shaking the entire room so hard that they could barely keep their footing...
Just how fiercely were they fighting??
Zeng Anmin did not dare hesitate any longer.