"Isn't this precisely the peace treaty we signed?"
"I just don't understand why the two of you are saying this?"
Grand Tutor Deng was becoming impatient, even somewhat eager for quick success: "Prince, we've all been holding out for quite some time. Regardless of who can do what to whom, you should be the one feeling anxious now. Right now, your only option is to collaborate with our Great Chu. At least you can still return home and earn the loyalty of the grassland's people."
The Beirong Prince touched the wine cup in his hand without speaking, weighing his options internally.
