Xue Qinghe smiled faintly and continued, "I will order the construction of a large foundry. That way, my dear brother-in-law, you can concentrate on guiding the blacksmiths in making hidden weapons."
At his words, the fury in Tang San's heart burned even hotter.
God fucking damn it!
Well played, Xue Qinghe! Not only do you make me plow the fields like an ox at night, but you also make me teach blacksmiths to manufacture hidden weapons during the day!
With my years being squandered like this, when will I ever get revenge on Spirit Hall?
No, I have to find a way to escape Heaven Dou City!
"Thank you, Your Majesty. However, I have another proposal!"
Tang San gave Xue Qinghe a long look and spoke gravely.
"Oh? What proposal? Let's hear it!"
Xue Qinghe's eyes lit up, and he hurried to ask.
"I believe the Star Luo Empire's swift capture of Jialing Pass and so many other cities wasn't merely because they fought without honor. More importantly, they have a considerable number of high-ranking Soul Masters," Tang San said thoughtfully.
Hearing this, Xue Qinghe immediately narrowed his eyes.
There was nothing wrong with what Tang San had said.
The Heaven Dou Empire had been at a disadvantage for nearly a century because it had few Soul Masters, and even fewer high-ranking ones.
Of course, that only counted the Soul Masters raised by the empire itself, not those belonging to the Soul Master sects within its borders.
Seeing Xue Qinghe's expression, an almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Tang San's mouth. He continued, "Your Majesty, do you know the difference between Level 99 and Level 100?"
"Hmm? What are you getting at?"
Xue Qinghe frowned slightly. He did not understand why Tang San was answering one question with