Clouds Parted, Mists Dispersed

"Then why would the lord still dare enter the pass..."

At Jian Shang's words, everyone's hearts tightened, and Zhao Feng blurted out nervously.

After all, he was still young—young and hot-blooded, without the steadiness of elders like Zhao Deping.

Jian Shang's silence would have been better, but once he said it, everyone immediately realized how dangerous and serious their current situation was. Some had thought of this before, but the earlier strange events had quickly overshadowed it, so they had not paid it much attention.

The logic was obvious. Not to mention that they were currently on the other side's territory, Jian Shang believed it was highly possible that the other side would exchange their territory for the Record of a Hundred Battles. That alone showed how important it was. Coupled with the reaction of King Fanyang and the other Lingnan factions, it became even more certain.

Since that was the case, the other side would naturally go all out. If they could seize it, the reward would be immense—why would they need to exchange the foundation they had painstakingly built? In all honesty, if it were him, he would definitely prioritize seizing it.

Of course, it could not be said that they would completely exchange the sacred tome for territory. After all, Jian Shang had previously promised to preserve the other side's status—and even its hereditary kingship!

"Why wouldn't I dare enter the pass?! As the saying goes, matters of the Jianghu should be settled in the Jianghu. If they send experts to seize it, they might have some chance of obtaining the Record of a Hundred Battles. But if they plan to surround and kill us with an army, then they won't have the slightest chance. If this king can't beat them, can't I run? Unless they're confident