An Jing's words had plunged Marquis Wang Shiyi into deep contemplation.
Protecting the home and defending the country, but what's more important, the country or the sovereign?
The more Wang Shiyi thought about it, the deeper his frown became, as if a seed had been planted in his heart.
Li Qirong glanced at An Jing. Although the words were impactful, echoing like thunder beside Li Qirong's ear, the feeling vanished in a flash.
As a scholar, his resolve was incredibly firm, and he was hardly moved by a few words from An Jing.
Without the royal family, the citizens of Yan Country would be nothing but livestock under the hooves of Houjin.
The road suddenly became very quiet.
"With that said, I will take my leave."
An Jing bowed his fists towards Wang Shiyi and Li Qirong before heading off into the distance.
Xi Hafu calmly followed behind An Jing, walking neither too fast nor too slow.
