"Are you really going to do this?! It could create unnecessary enemies..."
Di Wushuang raised her willow brows, asking hesitantly with deep concern.
"It is merely a matter of weighing gains and losses! In this campaign against Yue, our army bore the banner of revenge, not National War. This was no ordinary war. We needed no schemes, no allies, no sympathy, no mercy—only blood and lives to lay the foundation for the departed souls!"
Jian Shang curled his lips and replied. After a pause, he continued resolutely:
"I do not wish for this battle to be influenced by anyone or any faction, much less have them point fingers and create complications. Take today's envoys, for example. Was it better to kill them decisively and put an end to this endless wrangling, or to receive them with ceremony and keep negotiating?"
Without waiting for Di Wushuang's answer, Jian Shang quickly added, "Manpower has its limits, while time is precious. Over the past few months, I have not even had time to cultivate. If I had to deal with envoys from all those nations and factions as well, forget cultivation—I probably would not even have time to handle normal military and governmental affairs! This is precisely what they mean by: hesitate when a decision must be made, and chaos will follow!"
What Jian Shang did not say was that even if they truly treated them with courtesy and negotiated, enemies between nations would remain enemies, and wars that ought to happen would still happen. Ceremony would not change that.
The surrounding Huan Kingdom officials were inwardly startled, each lost in thought.
That was indeed the case. Ever since the Huan Kingdom's Founding Ceremony, the Huan King had been overwhelmed with countless affairs. Although he had delegated much military and governmental authority