"...I... I don't understand... Young Master, are you... are you going to..."
Le Luoluo grew increasingly bewildered.
He could not fathom Wang Yang's intentions, and worried still more about the Wenyang Tribe's future. After finally agreeing to submit and open the Barbarian Route, then successfully negotiating peace with the Yongning Tribe, he had felt that a bright future lay ahead. Yet suddenly, they seemed to have plunged into a fog, unable to tell which way to go.
If they went to war with the Yongning Tribe, wouldn't all those agreements about the Wuning Barbarians, the Yidu Barbarians, equity stakes, and trade taxes dissolve into dreams? Besides, once war broke out among the barbarians, regardless of who won or lost, what would happen to their submission? What about the trade route and the freight depot? And there was the oath to King Pan. Would Ang Ta really dare defy King Pan-
With the camp gates coming into view, Wang Yang spoke rapidly:
"I can explain, and I can tell you all my subsequent plans so you can follow me with peace of mind, but there's no time. I can tell you only three things-
First, we're now past the meeting but before the oath. However fiercely we fight, even to the death, we won't be violating the oath to King Pan.
Second, I don't want the Wenyang and Yongning Tribes to wage an all-out war and fight to the bitter end. I want to stop war with war, seize this opportunity, eliminate the chief culprit, and settle everything in a single battle! Ang Ta isn't recklessly brave. He's cunning and values profit, fears might and cherishes favors. Once the chief culprit is executed, he'll weigh the circumstances and come over to our side. As for the culprit's death, I'll pin it