"Lord Zheng, we must part ways here."
"Yes." Lord Zheng nodded.
They had traveled quite quickly, so the news from Yanjing had not yet reached them.
Therefore, they were unaware that an avenging fire against the Chu State was already spreading from the heart of Yan, Yanjing, and was about to engulf the entire Yan State.
The assassination of a prince by an enemy country's assassin was an immense disgrace for the Yan people.
If the Third Prince had died on the battlefield rather than at a banquet, perhaps the Yan people would not have been so enraged, for in the simple worldview of the Yan people, dying in battle was an honor, and if one was outmatched in skill, soldiers, and might, then dying in battle was acceptable.
After all, a hundred years ago, several emperors from the Ji family had perished in desert warfare.
But such despicable means only ignited the deep-seated fury of the Yan people.
Moreover,
