"Stir up a great war? Not necessarily." Duan Hongxing raised his hand with an air of indifference and stroked the large thumb ring he wore.
Yang Qing knew full well what this long-renowned Prince Ding was capable of.
Hearing him speak that way now, he understood.
Prince Ding must have uncovered some of his secrets.
At that thought, Yang Qing chuckled inwardly again. If even Duan Hongxing knew nothing about him, then this towering figure of Northern Liang would amount to little more than that.
Yang Qing merely smiled at Duan Hongxing's words, saying nothing.
The two sat facing each other, exchanging few words. After a long while, Duan Hongxing gave Yang Qing a meaningful look. "Even if you once summoned wind and rain in Yan Prefecture City, you are now someone who cannot show his face in respectable company."
When Yang Qing remained silent, Duan Hongxing's tone grew heavier. "Without me opening a convenient door for you, how would you stir up wind and clouds here?"
Yang Qing took no offense. He merely rose and bowed to Duan Hongxing. "This humble commoner thanks you, Your Highness."
"But you are right. His Majesty has begun entertaining thoughts he should not have, and it would be inappropriate for me to intervene."
Duan Hongxing rested his gaze on Yang Qing. "Since you have entered Northern Liang, your past shall be wiped clean. If you can resolve the matter before us, I will grant you your freedom."
"Then this humble commoner thanks you in advance, Your Highness."
Yang Qing had long since grown weary of court affairs. What he did now was solely for the common people.
Duan Hongxing focused his gaze on Yang Qing again. Recalling what he had said and done at Yan Pass, he could not help feeling a little