The Unexpected

"It doesn't matter who I am. The reason I've said so much to Sect Master Yan is actually for one purpose: I want to obtain Tong Kingdom's support."

Yan Xiaobo, who had suddenly felt Jiang Beiran's image become incomparably towering, found himself at a loss for how to respond.

Though he understood in his heart what Jiang Beiran meant by support, in his original plans... he had intended to rely on the camaraderie they had built from repelling the enemy together to have Jiang Beiran stand on his side, making him a major aid in Tong Kingdom's next stage of conflict.

But now... not only did Jiang Beiran have no intention of standing on his side, he even seemed to mean to pull Tong Kingdom into his camp?

Rubbing his increasingly numb forehead, Yan Xiaobo thought for a long while, and finally shook his head. "I can't make that decision."

After hearing this, Jiang Beiran smiled faintly, looked at the teacup in front of Yan Xiaobo, and said, "Sect Master Yan, if you don't drink it soon, the tea will go cold."

Go cold?

Yan Xiaobo was startled, and could not help analyzing Jiang Beiran's words again.

Is he reminding me that if I don't drink it while it's hot, this cup of tea won't taste good anymore?

Shaking his head, Yan Xiaobo threw the thought out, picked up the teacup, and took a sip. "Master Jiang, I'll be honest with you. I greatly admire what you've done, but in my position, many things are already beyond my control. There are far too many interests involved, so I truly cannot make the decision, nor can I directly give you a satisfactory answer."

"That's all right. As long as Sect Master Yan understands my stance, the purpose of this conversation has