"Ah, Your Highness, the place you're going to is our Great Hua's Hall of Martyrs!"
At Helian Mingchuan's words, Jiang Xiaobai looked visibly surprised. "And those enshrined there are all soldiers who died fighting for our Great Hua!"
"As a prince of Northern Yu, you insist on going in to pay your respects? That... hardly seems appropriate, does it?"
"..."
The corner of Helian Mingchuan's mouth twitched. As he stared at Jiang Xiaobai, he wished he could kill him on the spot.
Fuck!
Jiang Xiaobai had clearly just threatened him with ten thousand cannons to make him go.
Now he had turned around and made it sound as though Helian Mingchuan insisted on visiting the Hall of Martyrs, and Jiang Xiaobai couldn't stop him no matter how hard he tried.
But when Helian Mingchuan's gaze swept over the eighteen cannons still smoking, he forcibly swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue. Squeezing out a smile, he said, "It's perfectly appropriate!"
"Ah, wouldn't that put you in a difficult position, Your Highness?"
Jiang Xiaobai frowned. "You should know that I've never liked forcing people to do things against their will!"
"If you're unwilling, Your Highness, please don't force yourself!"
"I'm not being forced!"
Helian Mingchuan gritted his teeth. "Not forced at all!"
"Ah, very well. Since Your Highness insists so strongly, then... I can hardly stop you!"
Jiang Xiaobai sighed and reluctantly nodded, then turned his gaze toward the Qi Envoy Delegation.
The faces of the Qi Envoy Delegation's members changed in unison when they saw him looking their way.
"We'll go!"
Before Jiang Xiaobai could speak, the Elder leading them hurriedly said, "The soldiers in the Hall of Martyrs gave their lives in loyal service to your Great Hua. They deserve our respects!"
"Yes, we'll go too!"
"Rest