Hearing these three words, Old Qian's expression froze, and his whole body became somewhat stiff.
Wang Xiaobao smiled and patted Old Qian on the shoulder.
"Being soft-hearted will only lead to utter defeat."
"That old fox Ning Tianman is too cunning. Old Hai and Old Liu are not to be feared, but Ning Tianman is ultimately a menace. We must personally witness his death."
Old Qian nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave the scene.
Brother Bao lay down wearily, rubbing his eyes.
"Is it finally coming to an end… …"
… …
Imperial City of Yan.
"Is there any news about those victor races?"
His Majesty the Emperor, having just suppressed the surrounding countries, stood by the lake, leaning on the railing and gazing into the distance.
Originally, today was one of his rare days of relaxation. Everything had been arranged, allowing him to rest for a day, but he couldn't help but bring up official business first.
"Your Majesty, the myriad races have not made any movements recently. We have sent people to search for them, but they have vanished without a trace."
"According to speculation, they may have fled to the other side of the world."
"Can't we chase after them and kill them all?"
The Emperor frowned, somewhat displeased.
Those former victor races were almost entirely slaughtered by Qian Er. They must be in a state of irreconcilable hatred with the human race. In the end, he was still somewhat worried.
Previously, he had prioritized the struggle for dominance with other countries, so he had not dealt with this matter. According to his judgment, these remnants would not be able to cause much trouble in the short term.
But now that the overall trend of the struggle with other countries had been decided, with Yan dominating the scene, he was in the mood to consider how to completely eliminate those escaped fellows.
"Your Majesty, the other side is too far away, it is somewhat dangerous."
"We can reach the other side, but after arriving, we will inevitably need to rest. If those races are already waiting on the other side, it would be a one-way trip."
"Judging from the current conditions, the war has passed for some time, and they may have recuperated and recovered a lot. If we travel long distances in a state of fatigue and encounter those recovered races, the risk is great."
"Your subject suggests inviting that Lord Zhen. With his strength, he can definitely wipe out those races easily."
The Emperor was silent for a while, then shook his head and sighed.
"Do we have to bother Lord Zhen for such a small matter? To him, this kind of thing is completely insignificant. Let's try not to trouble him."
Now, unless it was absolutely necessary, he generally would not bother Qian Er.
Firstly, it would be overkill to use a sledgehammer to crack a nut. Qian Er's power should not be used on such trivial matters.
Secondly, he had already promised Qian Er that they would be brothers. Qian Er could even disregard the formalities between ruler and subject, and he couldn't treat Qian Er as a minister to be ordered around.
"Let me think about it again. There must be another way."
… …
New City.
"Qian Er-san, Qian Er-san!"
"… …These are the people looking for me?"
Qian Er looked at City Lord Zhang speechlessly, who nodded with some difficulty.
It was the group of foreign True Kings from the battlefield back then.
It seemed that they had come to act as envoys this time.
Except that they were not emissaries to Yan, but to New City.
"After all, they are all True Kings, I am worried… …"
"There's nothing to worry about."
Qian Er shook his head and said to the True Kings who were blocked outside by the guards.
"Everyone, please go back. I don't want to see guests now."
"Don't! Lord Qian Er, we have come with full sincerity… …"
"Sincerity? If you have sincerity, that's easy to talk about. Come on in."
Qian Er immediately put on a show of changing his face, cheerfully hooking his arm around the shoulder of a foreign True King.
Soon, the group appeared in the reception room.
Among them, the guy who kept saying "Qian Er-san," Qian Er couldn't remember his name, but he had a slight impression of him. This was the kid who had been swindled by him during the last war.
No, how can it be called swindling? It was openly taking some things.
"Qian Er-san, we are here to ask you to join our camp."
Qian Er was a little surprised. Were these people so open and aboveboard? Weren't they afraid that Yan would not let them leave later?
Even if they were True Kings, they should know that Yan had absolutely no shortage of True Kings.
But then he understood. Because of his special status, New City and Stele City had a bit of independence.
Although they were said to be a part of Yan, they were not bound by any of Yan's laws, and there were no superiors coming down to inspect from time to time. They didn't even need to pay taxes—the taxes of the residents of Stele City and New City all went into Qian Er's pocket, and Qian Er didn't need to hand over a single cent to the higher-ups.
These True Kings dared to come so blatantly and speak so directly because they were sure that Yan would definitely not have any garrison troops here in Qian Er's territory. The guards here were all Qian Er's retainers.
"You? I am on equal footing with the Emperor of Yan. You come to talk to me?"
Qian Er smiled at these True Kings, pointed at himself, and then pointed at them, saying very domineeringly.
"Go, go back and call your masters over, understand? You are not my equals."
The True Kings looked at each other. Of course, they were also very spirited people, but facing Qian Er, they were still a little cowardly to turn hostile. This was human nature.
They looked at each other for a long time. If their eyes could talk, they would have had enough for these True Kings to hold a debate.
Qian Er shook his head: "If there is nothing else, please leave. You come over to talk to me, look in the mirror and see if you are worthy?"
Qian Er really looked down on these guys. Originally, his impression of these people was not good, even not as good as Brother Bao from the Wang family.
Qian Er saw that a few people were still standing there, and his brows furrowed: "What, are you deaf when I tell you to leave? Do you want me to see you off?"
"Ah, ah, no need, we'll leave now."
The True Kings stood up and quickly fled the scene. Qian Er's expression meant that if he said he would see them off, he would be sending them off one body part at a time.
After coming out of New City, everyone shook their heads and sighed.
"Alas, this Lord Zhen is really difficult to get along with. I was scared to death just now."
"Let's go back and report to the Great King. We can't make decisions about these things."
… …
The other side of the world.
Those former victor races can now be renamed as the loser races.
These days, they have been staying in a godforsaken place.
But at this moment, there was not a trace of resentment on their faces, and they showed no signs of being listless.
Compared to the day they arrived, they seemed to have been completely renewed.
Every person's face was shining with a fanatical light.
