Chunyu Yue now stepped forward, adopting a look of compassion for the world as he spoke.
It seemed.
He was the most virtuous representative on earth, as if Zhao Feng had committed a crime intolerable to heaven.
Just as his words fell.
The entire court immediately fell silent. Numerous ministers looked at Chunyu Yue as if he were a fool; especially the military officials, nearly all of them regarded Chunyu Yue with an utterly foolish gaze.
At this moment.
Even Wang Wan, who in his heart was most unwilling for Zhao Feng to claim this merit, could not help but continually cast glances toward Chunyu Yue upon hearing his words.
There is a time to speak, and a time to remain silent.
This, Chunyu Yue utterly lacks the understanding.
He seemed completely possessed by his Confucian ideals of propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame.
"By Grand Tutor Chunyu's words,"
"must our Daqin Elite Soldiers die by the tens of thousands to satisfy heaven's harmony?"
