"The Han King is the Han King, after all. That he could be so shortsighted is truly surprising!"
As everyone present pondered in silence, Lu Hong, a famed general of Great Qin, glanced at the Huan Emperor and spoke slowly, his words carrying an unspoken implication.
The battle for the Marshall Islands was at a critical juncture. The departure of the Han Kingdom's reinforcements, coupled with the veiled mockery its famed general Zhou Bo had delivered before leaving, had a decidedly harmful impact.
Zhou Bo's words plainly suggested that the worst danger facing the Marshall Islands had passed, and that the Huan Emperor no longer needed the other powers meddling in his affairs. Such blunt words were no different from tearing away all pretense of civility!
More importantly, the battle of the gods at the Kingdom Ascension Ceremony had drawn the eyes of the world.
The Han King Liu Bang had been severely wounded by the Tomb God Emperor. Afterward, the eternal supreme treasure, the Eastern Sovereign Bell, had emerged and been seized by the Tomb God Emperor. Naturally, everyone knew about that as well.
Many suspected that the Eastern Sovereign Bell belonged to the Han King Liu Bang. But the whole world also knew that the Tomb God Emperor had taken it. Whether the Huan Emperor had pursued the Tomb God Emperor for the sake of the Marshall Islands or for the eternal supreme treasure, the Eastern Sovereign Bell, killing him was certainly cause for universal celebration. For the Han King Liu Bang to demand it merely on the strength of his aid to the Marshall Islands was indeed somewhat delusional!
Right and wrong, truth and falsehood!
No one could pass judgment. Most wars had never been a matter of right or wrong to begin with, only differing positions!