"Oh, enough, enough!"
Xiao Jinxuan frowned and waved a hand. "Since the fault lies with the Seventh Prince, let him pay another thousand taels of gold to compensate the Duke of the State's Estate!"
What?
Xiao Jinrong stared at Xiao Jinxuan in disbelief.
He had to pay another thousand taels of gold?
Only then did Jiang Jingcheng slowly lower the blade from his neck. "Ah, since Your Majesty has put it that way!"
"Then I shall... reluctantly agree!"
Reluctantly?
Xiao Jinrong looked at Jiang Jingcheng and nearly cursed aloud on the spot.
Was that something a human being would say?
His residence had been blasted into ruins, and his own son had been taken to the Duke of the State's Estate to serve as a menial.
Now, he had gained absolutely nothing and still had to cough up a damn thousand taels of gold?!
Who... could he turn to for justice?
In all his years, this was the first time he had suffered such a complete loss of face.
But Jiang Xiaobai had staked the Northern Frontier's entire 800,000-Strong Army on this, leaving him utterly helpless.
Could he accuse them of threatening him?
They had done no such thing.
In fact, they had sincerely offered to put the 800,000-Strong Army under his command.
But as a prince of the Imperial Family, how could he casually accept command of those eight hundred thousand soldiers?
The more Xiao Jinrong thought about it, the more his anger smoldered.
Back at the Southern Pass, he had only thought warfare was dangerous.
Now that he had come to the Imperial Court, he realized this place... was hardly any safer.
Sometimes, a few words alone could toy a man to death!
Jiang Xiaobai stood where he was without saying anything more, a trace of regret still