"It's still better than you having to travel thousands of miles to another country with tens of thousands of gold to exchange for food! Perhaps half of the people might starve to death on the way."
King Qiu hesitated for a moment and spoke indifferently, "Ten thousand carts of grain, not a penny less!" As he spoke, King Qiu threw a glance back at Jing Yiren.
"A princess for ten thousand carts isn't a bad bargain, right?"
"Agreed!" the envoy responded briskly. "But you have to withdraw your troops immediately. All the grain will be delivered within a fortnight."
"….." King Qiu hesitated for a few seconds, then laughed softly. "Why should I believe you? If you come to attack us instead after a fortnight, what then? I will release the princess only when I see the grain!"
The envoy sneered disdainfully.
