Wu Yuanjun sat upright in the hall and asked, his voice trembling slightly, "If you rebel against me, will that spare us a war?"
"Heh."
Niu Xi shook his head with a bitter smile. "Crouching Tiger Temple has over ten thousand troops stationed there. If I suddenly rebelled and coordinated with the Heavenly Dragon Tribe Army from within, you would have no chance of winning, elder brother. The war could end within ten days."
"And after you rebelled? What then?" Wu Yuanjun asked again.
"I would call on everyone not to elect another Witch Lord, to put His Majesty at ease and let those high officials of the Imperial Court sleep soundly. My troops would also lay down their armor and return home, withdrawing from the world." Niu Xi slowly raised his head and looked at Wu Yuanjun with bloodshot eyes. "Once everything was over, I would kill myself in the cold pool and follow you and our brothers in death."
Bang!
At these words, Wu Yuanjun slammed his right hand onto the desk and cursed furiously, "Hypocritical nonsense! You would do all this just to secure your own damned reputation for loyalty, disregarding our sworn brotherhood and the lives of my eighty thousand elite soldiers! All you want is to trade blood and lives for a statue honoring you as a loyal minister and worthy general!"
"War has raged year after year in the Southern Border, but has our White Python Tribe ever failed our homeland or the Imperial Court?! I, Wu Yuanjun, have exhausted myself defending the frontier against our enemies for half my life, never daring to slack off for even a moment. I only had a son in my old age. Have I ever failed that sovereign elder brother of mine on his throne in the