"The Donghu foreign tribes have been incompatible with our Huaxia since ancient times. In the days when various countries coexisted, they even signed an alliance: if the foreign tribes invade, we shall punish them together."
"If our Yan, in order to resist Qin, were to bring foreign tribes within our borders, even if we manage to repel the Qin army, the world would shame our Yan Kingdom, and our royal family would be scorned for generations."
"Great King."
"Even if the country is destroyed, our entire Yan must unite against Qin to the end, fighting until the last soldier falls."
"But the infamy of colluding with foreign tribes, Great King must never bear, and our Yan Kingdom must never bear."
"Minister concurs."
"Great King must never collude with the Donghu, otherwise our Yan will become the sinner of the entire Huaxia ethnic group."
"Please consider carefully, Great King."
"We are willing to die with our Yan, but colluding with foreign tribes is never to be done."
"Once colluding with foreign tribes, there will be no redemption..."
One by one, the ministers stood out, all looking solemn as they reported to the King of Yan.
In the court.
Almost half the ministers stood out to advise.
Witnessing the scene before him.
The King of Yan slowly spoke: "Colluding with foreign tribes is an act of forgetting our ancestors, and I will not do such a thing."
"General Sima, there is no need to discuss this matter further."
Upon hearing this.
Sima Lin stepped back somewhat disappointedly: "I understand, my lord."
"Dear ministers."
"The Qin has plainly aimed to destroy our Yan."
"I hope the ministers will join forces to resist Qin."
"Only in this way will the ministers retain their wealth. Otherwise, on the day Qin breaks the city, all of you will become prisoners."
The King of Yan spoke in a somewhat admonishing tone.
Ignoring what the ministers in the court were thinking.
"That’s enough."
"Court is dismissed."
The King of Yan waved his hand, stood up with a somber expression, and left the main hall.
"We respectfully see off the Great King," the ministers of Yan shouted in unison.
In the rear hall of the Yan King’s Palace!
"How long has it been since Wu Yang last sent word back?"
The moment he returned to the palace, the King of Yan looked at the intelligence minister under his command and asked.
"Replying to the Great King."
"Since Qin destroyed Wei, Princess Wuyang has not sent any messages back." The dark guard in front of the King of Yan immediately responded.
Upon hearing this!
The King of Yan frowned: "Why wasn’t this reported earlier?"
"Please calm your anger, Great King."
The dark guard immediately knelt down: "After Qin destroyed Wei, Qin General Zhao Feng returned to Xianyang. Princess Wuyang reported that after Zhao Feng returned home, it was difficult to send messages, so I did not pay attention."
The King of Yan’s expression was cold, and his face was cloaked with a layer of darkness, filled with anger and murderous intent: "Wu Yang, she has the nerve to betray me."
At just a thought.
The King of Yan naturally understood the sequence of events and immediately realized that Wu Yang was no longer listening to him.
The so-called lurking assassination.
Perhaps it was never possible.
"Great King, could it be?"
"How dare the princess betray?"
"After all, the princess’s birth mother... is still in the palace."
The dark guard kneeling on the ground replied respectfully.
"Women who marry out indeed change."
"I have treated her and her mother with such kindness, yet she dares to betray me."
"Go."
"Have Wu Yang’s mother, and even everyone in her palace, beaten to death."