The King of the eastern border remained unfazed, smiling instead. "I agree with the General's ideals, but why strive for the unattainable? Isn't that self-torment?"
Tang Jinghong's expression was calm. "Then what does Your Highness consider unattainable? And what is achievable?"
The King of the eastern border looked at the vast landscape and, after a moment of silence, said, "General Tang, do you think I am suitable to be the King of the eastern border?"
"All lands under the heaven belong to the king; Your Highness is not suitable," Tang Jinghong stated clearly.
The King of the eastern border's face darkened instantly. "General Tang, do you know who you are speaking to? Do you believe I can't make sure you never leave the eastern border?"
