"This conflict primarily stems from the recent internal strife in the Qin State, our ally, which we ought to have taken care of..." the Chief of Staff pondered slowly as he spoke.
The Emperor lifted his head and glanced at him, "Either tell me something I don't know, or shut your mouth."
The Chief of Staff lowered his head.
"How long ago did the Qin State's internal chaos occur! You spend your days consuming the Imperial Court's provisions, yet you fail to make prior arrangements, letting those western tribes brazenly cross into our Dawei Border!" the Emperor slammed his palms down on the table, creating a loud smacking sound.
"Do you think we simply lost a few villages?" He clenched his teeth and slapped his own face, "We lost my dignity! The dignity of the entire Dawei!"
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger—!" The ministers knelt, not daring to rise, each of them fraught with anxiety.
The Emperor looked at this group of civil officials with frustration boiling in his heart.
