The moment the chubby old man spoke, a commotion stirred below, and the civil and military officials exchanged glances, whispering among themselves.
"Elder Feng, your remarks are flawed."
Prime Minister of Qi cleared his throat and raised his voice, "Cutting off the Barbarian Army's supplies is indeed gratifying and alleviates our deep-seated resentment, but it plants the seeds of disaster, leading to endless trouble."
The chubby old man sneered coldly, "What are you saying? According to you, when the Barbarian Race bullies us, we should just endure it?"
"The situation forces us to endure."
Prime Minister of Qi said in a solemn tone, "A ruler must consider the overall situation, not act impulsively like a Jianghu outlaw. Failing to endure small grievances disrupts greater schemes."
Chen Tang chuckled lightly, somewhat disdainfully.
"What advice does this 'Jianghu Hero' have?"
Prime Minister of Qi glanced at Chen Tang, deliberately emphasizing the words 'Jianghu Hero'.
