"Xiang Liang, asking for aid?" Tian Rong looked at Pang Ze as though he were an idiot. "Do you people of Chu take me for a fool?"
Pang Ze sat in the side seat with his head lowered, cold sweat streaming down his face. A closer look would reveal that he was trembling slightly.
He secretly groaned. At a time like this, he still had to handle such an errand.
He truly feared that Tian Rong, a man decisive in slaughter, might kill him outright the moment he became displeased.
"Still, it is not entirely beyond discussion." Looking at the trembling Pang Ze, Tian Rong felt irritated, but what needed to be said still had to be said.
His expression turned solemn as he looked at Pang Ze. "Though there is bad blood between us, and though we suffered a crushing defeat at Linji, joining forces against Qin remains the best strategy for both my Qi and your Chu. Even so, I have lines that cannot be crossed."
Tian Rong narrowed his eyes slightly. "I hope General Xiang is not playing dumb. That traitor Tian Jia, who usurped the state—he is hiding among your Chu forces now, isn't he?"
Pang Ze shuddered from head to toe.
"Kill him and send me his head." Tian Rong's presence became imposing as he stared at Pang Ze. "Then there is still room to discuss a joint campaign against Qin. But if you are unwilling to agree to even such a small matter, then tell your general this."
"Tell him to go die by himself!"
"So that was it." Xiang Liang stroked his beard with a frown.
"Uncle, this demand is not excessive." Xiang An sat to Xiang Liang's left, looking at him sternly. "That Tian Jia is a petty villain who usurped a