Jia Liangcai stroked his beard and chuckled after hearing Zhao Pu's grievances. "Mr. Zhao, this is a good thing. Why are you so troubled? People flocking to us means our Qin Alliance has won their hearts and minds. The tide is turning in our favor. This should be a joyous occasion."
"..." Zhao Pu fell silent. "But we can't support this many people right now. Besides, once we've produced so many weapons, we can't just sell them all, can we? Trading these sharp weapons to others is no different than handing them the very blade they might turn against us."
Jia Liangcai smiled. "From what I know, the Alliance Association is hardly a monolith. We can win over some of their factions and support others. With the Student Union also tying them up, what is there to worry about?"
Zhao Pu frowned. "But if I only accept some people and reject others, won't I offend those I turn away?"
