Chapter 1510
On the lonely island, the two Monarchs sat on the beach by the sea, talking about something.
On the left behind them were the soldiers of the Chu Dynasty, a group of the most formidable Archers, holding sharp arrows aimed at the other side.
The enemy soldiers were no less aggressive; each of them was pointing some strange weapon this way.
The two sides were at each other's throats, the atmosphere on the verge of exploding.
If the two Monarchs suddenly failed to reach an agreement and started fighting, all their men would surge forward and throw themselves into a bloody battle.
Moments like this are always the same: either you die, or I live.
...
Zhao Junyao spoke first.
"King Suobuno, a frank man doesn't speak in riddles. You've captured my son, just state your terms!"
The pitch-black old Monarch (not actually old, he just looked very old).
He beamed, showing a row of big white teeth, and said in extremely clumsy Han language,
