Secrets of Lingnan

"Your Highness, do you mean that?!"

As soon as Jian Shang finished speaking, King Fanyang, Rong Ge, leaned forward with blazing eyes and asked the question in an anxious rush.

"Uh..."

The Righteous Mohists had followed Jian Shang before, so they took it better. The Zhao Clan members were once again stunned speechless.

A cultivation manual in exchange for more than a hundred thousand li of territory? Could a deal really be that cheap? King Wuhuan was no lone wanderer or merchant. If he took control of Lingnan, he could hold it. No faction could easily wrest it from him. Once the deal went through, Lingnan might truly belong to King Wuhuan.

And King Fanyang seemed eager for it? It was impossible to understand!

"My word is as good as gold."

Jian Shang furrowed his thick brows but kept his displeasure off his face, answering calmly.

"If Your Highness has the Baiyue Sacred Item, the Record of a Hundred Battles, why not study it yourself? Wouldn't that give you even greater control over Lingnan and Baiyue? Why let us have it?"

The word of King Wuhuan, whose might was known throughout the realm, could naturally be trusted. How else could he have earned that reputation? So far, he had never broken a promise, and that reputation was an immense intangible asset. Even so, King Fanyang could not believe such a favorable deal had fallen into his lap.

If he obtained the Record of a Hundred Battles, what did it matter if he exchanged the holdings he had spent more than a decade building in Lingnan and Baiyue? Given time, they would return to his hands.

Lingnan and Baiyue were barren lands of poor mountains and treacherous waters, not the prosperous Central Plains. King Fanyang nominally controlled half of Lingnan, but