The Southern River stretched on without end, its waters surging mightily.
This river was the largest and most turbulent within Great Rui. Together with the Northern River, it was known as the Rivers, famed throughout the realm. Even those from Heaven Will Continent would know of it, so long as they had set their minds on Donghua.
Now, several Great Mohists, including Insight Eye and Thick Armor, stood by the riverbank, waiting for a boat upon the waters to slowly approach.
Three days had passed since the Great Mohists had discussed the collapse of the northern front. With Heaven Will Continent's accomplishments in Mechanism Arts, traveling a thousand li a day, reaching this place would not take long at all.
Yet on the eastern front, the two sides were still at war, the battle lines locked in a tug-of-war. They had been enemies from the start, and these Great Mohists were even worried about the impact of the northern defeat on their overall strategy. Why, then, had they appeared on the riverbank deep within the Central Lands?
Splash! Splash!
At that moment, the boat on the river had already drawn close to shore. Its hull churned up waves that slapped against the bank with soft, repeated sounds. Then a man dressed in Confucian robes emerged from the cabin, followed by two broad-shouldered guards who took positions on either side and watched the people on shore with vigilant eyes.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Insight Eye and Thick Armor exchanged a glance before stepping forward. They did not bow, merely saying, "It is rare for the Chief Minister to be willing to accept our proposal. I trust both sides will be satisfied with this meeting."
"Qiu has always believed that if others respect me by one foot, I respect them by ten.