Hao Yuanxia released the King Seal and tossed it to Li Guanyi: "If it’s doomed, let it be doomed. The court of the Dangxiang Kingdom has now become a mass of rotten flesh composed of those great nobles and powerful ministers, and those whose minds have been clouded by lust. My people suffer under the weight of what oppresses them." "The Demon Sect uses them as a foundation for sacrifice, great nobles tread on their shoulders, a nation should make everyone feel happy and proud, not . They can’t go out to graze, can’t laugh happily..." Hao Yuanxia thought of everything he had seen. There was a struggle on his face, but in the end, he recalled the city guards along the way who captured foreigners to make them slaves, thought of the emaciated Dangxiang people who couldn’t survive, and the increasingly obese nobles. He thought of his youth. His mother was still alive, his father was a brave warrior with broad shoulders, bravery, and a hearty laugh. They grazed on the lush grasslands, chasing the streams, with eagles soaring over the Holy Mountain’s centuries-old gaps. People wore smiles, boiled quinoa in milk, and sliced tender lamb with knives to eat. Was the purpose of establishing a nation merely to enshroud everyone? Was the so-called glory merely for one person’s ambition... Hao Yuanxia uttered what must surely be a treasonous statement. "I ask you, annihilate the Dangxiang." "Let our people return to the free and vast lands." "This is my request. The gold, silver, and mines occupied by the nobles, I am willing to hand over to you; please return the sky, the earth, and the unoppressed freedom to my people." Li Guanyi looked at this young hostage, and in the chaotic storms of the world, even though he was weak, he displayed a unique character of his own amidst this struggle. In an era of peace, he might have been a ruler who would maintain the status quo. But this is a turbulent world. Li Guanyi tossed back the King Seal, responding: "I too will take down your country." "But Marquis Qin Wu will not massacre my people." Now, being held hostage, Hao Yuanxia was only fifteen, the same age as when Li Guanyi rose from Zhenbei City. If given another time, another opportunity, he might have achieved something. Heroes not meeting their time. In the annals of history, such sights are common. Hao Yuanxia said: "My homeland does not love me." "But I cannot hate my people for that." "You are from the great nation of the Central Plains, unaware of our past in the Western Regions." "In my eyes, it is only a nation established for over two years. It is this so-called [country] that has taken over the Dangxiang I originally saw. The suffering of my people in these two years, I too have witnessed..." "I yearn to return to the original [Dangxiang]." He seemed to have made a final resolution, holding the King Seal with both hands, said: "I am willing to draw the routes of the royal city and checkpoints for you, I am willing to give this King Seal to you." "Outside the Dangxiang capital, there are warriors adept in cavalry and archery willing to lay down their lives, as long as you are willing, all can be offered." Li Guanyi looked at him, the meaning of the mines, the value of the geographical map of the Western Regions. After a long while, he raised his hand, and the fire in his right hand burned, transforming into a divine sword of golden-red, the Chi Xiao Sword. The fierce wind blew, the Qilin stepped, representing that at this moment it was not just a wandering merchant, not just Tian Ge’er, but Jiangnan’s Qilin, World Qin Wu. Marquis Qin Wu reached out to grab the King Seal. This was the second seal among the regions of the Western Regions to fall into his hand, the Tu Yu Hun King Seal, with the nine tribes of Tiele submitting, this was the third great tribe. "...I will kill Xiao Yuxue." "Will invade your father." "Gold and silver, return to your people, free them to the heavens and earth." "I only want the mines and the Formation Map." Li Guanyi paused, and said: "This is the promise of Qin Wu." Hao Yuanxia flicked his sleeves, although dressed simply like a wanderer, there was a calm and determined charm to him. Among all the heroes in the world, he half-kneeled on the ground, raised his right hand, striking his chest, sincerely said: "If so, the Dangxiang people are willing to be under your command, as long as your bloodline still flows on the earth, and the sun and moon cycle in the sky, they will never rebel, willing to defend the frontier for Duke Qin in life till death." "Although it’s a false reputation that the powerful Marquis Qin Wu would not care about." "But this is also the only thing I can give you now." "In the name of the Princely Heir of Dangxiang." "Willing to bestow upon you, the honorific title." When Changsun Wuchou returned, Li Guanyi introduced Hao Yuanxia and Lady Aya, merely saying he met an old acquaintance. No matter how Changsun Wuchou looked, Hao Yuanxia had the appearance of a pure Dangxiang man, but he did not speak. Hao Yuanxia said: "Just a scribe under the Great Khan’s command." Changsun Wuchou was silent. It was widely known that under Marquis Qin Wu’s command, the Qilin Army would sprout from the jungles during a march, the Entrapment Camp would emerge from the desert, and the golden scimitar cavalry would charge out of the swirling sands, with the ranks swelling, which was to be expected. Changsun Wuchou had long become accustomed to it. "I have told Mr. Yuwen everything, let’s set off, Lord." So after the rest, everyone naturally proceeded towards Xiyi City, and within Xiyi City, in the unique courtyard of Li Zhaowen’s Duke Mansion, Li Zhaowen received a note from Changsun Wuchou. Li Zhaowen, when seeing the words on the note, was visibly paused — ’Second Miss, I have informed the Lord about the marriage arrangement pressured by Eldest Young Master and Lord.’ Read full story at novel·fire·net