Lin Qingyang's wrist hurt so much that she couldn't get away, and her heart became angry. She glared at the person in front of her and slapped him without hesitation with her other hand.
"Why are you so crazy again!" Lin Qingyang shouted coldly.
Cang Mo's cheeks tilted slightly, and his expression was stunned for a moment. He seemed to realize that he was a little excited. The anger in his eyes faded a bit, and he reluctantly let go of Lin Qingyang's wrist.
"You are hitting people more and more now." Cang Mo snorted.
"I just didn't hit you enough before!" Lin Qingyang rubbed her wrists and said angrily.
Cang Mo looked at the red circle on his wrist and said nothing.
Lin Qingyang suppressed her anger and continued, "Who said you should let me go? Just let Mo Yan go!"
Cang Mo frowned and looked at him.
Lin Qingyang continued his analysis, "In the current Immortal Alliance, the Wanling Sect is the least willing to fight, but Mo Yan is now the elder of the Wanling Sect. If you keep him here, the Wanling Sect will not be able to bring it up even if they want to negotiate peace. You can let him go first, by the way. So I asked him to send a message to the Immortal Alliance, saying that the Demon Emperor City is willing to negotiate peace, which is a step forward for both parties. When the time comes, the Wanling Sect will definitely take the lead and vigorously advocate peace talks. As long as they can negotiate, the release of those demon slaves can naturally be set as a condition."
Cang Mo was still sullen, looking at him with a cold expression, and said, "Why should I agree to the peace talks? Now that the Red Lian Sect has just been exterminated, the Immortal Alliance will not be able to find a replacement weapon supply for a while, and there are huge internal differences. It is the perfect time to take advantage of the situation and take the initiative to attack!"
Lin Qingyang was silent for a while and continued, "The Immortal Alliance has been built for hundreds of years. Although the Red Lian Sect's influence is great, it will not be fatal. What's more, once the war starts, the main fighting faction headed by Shenjian Mountain will instantly become the leader, and the Immortal Alliance will only become more united!"
Lin Qingyang looked at him and said with determination, "Cang Mo, you can't win!"
"We haven't even fought yet, why do you say that!" Cang Mo said with a dissatisfied look on his face, "There are only those experts in the Immortal League, and there are not many left now!"
Lin Qingyang raised her eyebrows and looked at him, her tone calm. "Because you missed one person - me."
Cang Mo was stunned for a moment, and his brows slowly wrinkled.
Lin Qingyang took a deep breath and said slowly, "Yinshi controls 60% of Demon Emperor City's food, 40% of medicines, and countless living supplies. Once Yinshi cuts off the supply, Demon Emperor City will inevitably be in chaos."
Cang Mo's eyes grew colder.
Lin Qingyang turned a blind eye and continued, "Even if the Sea Clan helps you secretly stockpile a lot of supplies, the war consumption of tens of thousands of troops is a bottomless pit. With the foundation of the Immortal Alliance, it cannot be defeated in a few months. If Yinshi cuts off the supply again, the front line is tight and the rear is short of food, how long do you think you can last?"
The surrounding air pressure instantly dropped to freezing point. Cang Mo stared at Lin Qingyang, and his voice was so gloomy that it could drip water. "You want to help the Immortal Alliance to deal with me?"
Lin Qingyang met his gaze and said in a calm tone, "I just hope you can calm down and consider peace talks. So what? The people in Yinshi only recognize me. Without my words, you can't buy a grain of rice or a herb from Yinshi."
"Lin Qingyang!" Cang Mo gritted his teeth, his expression frighteningly gloomy, "Have you forgotten your current situation! You and I are already married, and you are in my hands! As long as I want, you can't even get out of the Cangfeng Palace, what are you going to do against me!"
Facing the furious Cang Mo, Lin Qingyang remained calm and composed. He leaned back in his chair and raised his eyebrows confidently, "So what? You can tie me up and torture me to force me to let go?"
Cang Mo was choked by these words. Looking at the man in front of him who had determined him, the anger stuck in his throat and he couldn't say a word.
Lin Qingyang put down his chopsticks calmly, wiped his mouth, stood up and said, "Go make some tea."
Cang Mo raised his eyes and stared at him, but when he saw that the person ignored him at all, he returned to the table and continued to read the account book. Cang Mo sat angrily for a while, then stood up angrily and went out with the tea set.
In the main hall of Demon Emperor City, the atmosphere was filled with a suffocating smell of embarrassment and gunpowder.
Lin Qingyang was wearing the costume of the Monster Clan, Jin Buhuan was wearing the costume of the Sea Clan, and Mo Yan was wearing a dark red robe. The patterns of the Fox Clan could still be seen faintly on the clothes.
The three people sat together in a circle, none of them had any joy of reunion on their faces. They either looked embarrassed or looked so ugly that water could drip from their faces.
The silence didn't last long, and Mo Yan couldn't help but start cursing.
"Don't you have a very good brain? Why do you act stupid when you meet that wolf?" Mo Yan looked at Lin Qingyang with a look of hatred on his face, "I told you a long time ago that he had evil intentions, but you refused to listen. Now it's better, just let yourself in!"
Lin Qingyang was already depressed when he was trapped here. He was even more unhappy when he heard this. He said angrily, "If you were smart, you should have left the city earlier instead of coming to the Demon King's Palace and getting caught. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so passive now."
"You think I want to come here, but I'm not here to save you!" Mo Yan was so angry that his voice rose.
Seeing that the two of them were about to slap the table, Jin Buhuan on the side quickly waved his folding fan to smooth things over. "Okay, things are already like this anyway, there is no point in arguing."
Mo Yan looked at Jin Buhuan, his expression became even uglier, and he snorted angrily, "We are talking between fellow sects, what does it have to do with you, a member of the Sea Clan!"
Jin Buhuan was inexplicably retaliated and said a little speechlessly, "Why did I offend you again!"
Mo Yan stared at him and cursed like a barrage of words, "You still have the nerve to say that when you faked your own death, you just patted your butt and walked away. There has been no news for so many years! Do you still have Jiuxiao Clan in your eyes? I think you have forgotten who you are!"
Lin Qingyang sneered at the side and finished the attack angrily, "Isn't that right? He is now the high priest of the Sea Clan. He is an iron-clad ally with the Demon Emperor City. He tricked his former sect, but he is not lenient at all."
Jin Buhuan folded the fan helplessly and argued. "Even if I don't stop you, you can't run away! And I'm doing this for your own good!"
"Haha, then I really want to thank you!" Lin Qingyang gritted her teeth and said with a smile.
The three of them just quarreled with each other and became a mess.
Above the steps of the main hall, Cang Mo, Lang Ya and Hong Ling stood side by side, looking at the noisy three people.
"Were the three of them... really the same sect before?" Hong Ling asked with a puzzled face, but the two people next to him did not answer his words.
Langya crossed his arms and glanced angrily at Cang Mo beside him. Apparently he was unhappy about the peace talks and cursed angrily, "What a waste. What you said before was nice, but in the end, he just said a few words and was manipulated to death!"
Cang Mo had a dark face and said coldly, "It's the same thing if you go and talk to him!"
Langya snorted contemptuously, "Tsk, I thought everyone was like you, afraid of their wives."
At the table, the three of them finally got tired of arguing and reluctantly returned to the topic.
After Mo Yan heard Lin Qingyang's plan for the peace talks, he frowned and looked up at the dark-faced Cang Mo above with some suspicion.
"Is he really willing to negotiate for peace? From the look on his face, he clearly wants to eat the Immortal Alliance alive." Mo Yan said a little doubtfully.
Lin Qingyang took a sip of tea to moisten her throat and said calmly, "Don't worry, he is very willing."
Jin Buhuan frowned in surprise, waved his fan and said nothing.
Mo Yan still looked a bit embarrassed. "However, there are many hard-liners in the Immortal Alliance who advocate war. Even if Cang Mo reluctantly agrees, the Immortal Alliance may not unify their opinions and agree to peace talks."
Lin Qingyang put down the tea cup and smiled confidently, "Don't worry, just go ahead and say it, the Immortal Alliance will definitely agree!"