The final figure, a mere thirteen liang, felt like a knife twisting in the heart.
That is our money!
It's for our Academy, the water dam, and logistics!
Prince Qin silently noted this in his mind and then gazed towards the sky.
"Ying Country has eased its military aggression... It seems Jiang Su and Jiang Wanxiang have already figured something out, but Chen Country is still relentlessly pushing forward. What is Chen Dingye truly thinking?"
Li Guanyi could no longer comprehend Chen Dingye.
The green-robed old man was polishing his sword. In these past months, Murong Longtu wasn't particularly active on the battlefield; he had only gone through many rolls of documents that intrigued him. Then, with a distant swing of his sword, he forced the Great Khan's Iron Futu to abandon the Ashina's original grassland.
Absolute dominance and grandeur.
