Coercion and Temptation

About an hour passed.

Dongfang Yu picked up his teacup and blew on it, then asked calmly, "The tea is almost cold. Have you made up your mind, General Mi?"

Mi Hua wore a conflicted expression. This was a difficult decision. If Prince Xue Xing discovered it, there would definitely be no good outcome.

Dongfang Yu understood him as well. After all, asking him to betray the master he had served for years was indeed no easy matter.

But Dongfang Yu did not have that much time to waste. What he had said earlier was true—if too much time passed, Xue Xing would inevitably notice something.

"Think about it. If you keep following Xue Xing, you will probably remain nothing more than an assistant general for the rest of your life. You should know that better than anyone." Dongfang Yu began probing indirectly, trying to break down his psychological defenses.

"Think about it... your daughter, promotions and titles, and his distrust. Which should you choose? Isn't the answer already obvious?"

Mi Hua opened his mouth, then let out a heavy sigh. How could he not know that he was merely a chess piece in Xue Xing's hands?

At that moment, a breeze suddenly rose, making his imposing figure seem as though it might be blown over by the wind.

Seeing this, the corners of Dongfang Yu's lips curled slightly beneath his mask.

Soon. He would make his decision soon enough.

"General Mi, you should understand that if a man does not look out for himself, heaven and earth will destroy him."

At those words, Mi Hua clenched his teeth tightly, yet still said nothing.

Dongfang Yu snorted coldly. "Think about your daughter. Think about your family too. I know you have a beautiful wife."

"No! Don't touch them!" Mi Hua