"What? You want me to agree?"
Energy erupted from Li Yu's body in his fury, unleashing a terrifying surge.
He and Li Xian had never gotten along. They had been enemies since childhood.
Li Xian was slightly older and more gifted in cultivation, so he had bullied Li Yu plenty when they were young.
Back then, whenever the princes sparred in the Imperial Palace, Li Yu always ended up beaten so badly he was left searching the floor for his teeth.
Once they grew up, Li Yu naturally hated him. Their struggle for the Imperial Throne only piled another layer of hatred on top.
If they had not been discussing an alliance, meeting in a place like this would have been enough for them to draw their swords on each other.
Li Xian rolled his eyes at him. "See? You're losing your temper again. I only told you to agree, not to actually go become a Vassal King."
As Li Xian explained it, they could not give Li Chen a legitimate pretext to launch a campaign right now.
Mobilizing an army required a justifiable cause.
Li Xian suggested that Li Yu agree, then drag things out indefinitely by claiming he could not leave because of the handover, military affairs, his health, or some other issue.
I've already agreed to your request. Surely you can't accuse me of defying you, can you?
After hearing Li Xian's explanation, Li Yu thought it made sense and had his staff officer make the arrangements.
In truth, Li Xian had said it that way deliberately to provoke Li Yu's anger, then use his own cleverness to seize the initiative. That would subconsciously convince Li Yu that Li Xian was the wiser of the two, making him more likely to follow Li Xian's arrangements on future