Ask the Emperor to Sacrifice the Lesser Self

"What are you doing? Are you trying to force this Emperor to death?" In the grand hall, Emperor Tian Shu flew into a towering rage.

"Emperor, please quell your anger. We would never dare offend you. It is only that the rebel army's offensive is fierce. The legions of every division are fighting the rebels to the death, but our legions are merely flesh and blood. Fighting those immortal creatures has brought enormous casualties and excessive losses. We hope the Emperor can understand their difficulties and provide them with more resources. Only then can we stabilize the situation, defeat the rebel army, and restore the might of our Celestial Race." Chi 2 said, bracing himself.

"They ask for something, and this Emperor gives it to them. The clan treasury has already been emptied out. How else do you expect this Emperor to sympathize with them?" Emperor Tian Shu roared.

"Could we ask the Emperor to take out this year's collected taxes and help our race overcome this crisis first?" An 2 also stepped forward and said.

"What taxes? What do the taxes you collected have to do with me? Didn't I already agree to open the clan treasury? Haven't you taken everything that could be taken? What more money do you want? Will you only stop after skinning this Emperor alive?" Emperor Tian Shu slapped the armrest of the Emperor Seat in agitation, his eyes nearly bulging out.

"Emperor, the greater good must come first. As long as our race is preserved, there will be plenty of money in the future. This is no time to haggle over such things. If our race falls, what use is there in having any amount of money? We ask the Emperor to think thrice!" Tian Liangchen, an old minister from the Tian lineage,