_Although contending against millions, I will press forward.1_
Xuanyuan Po thought that he could try such a thing out.
But what if things really did turn out as the archbishop said, with millions of people dying? Xuanyuan Po became somewhat doubtful of the idea. Moreover, with his understanding of Princess Luoluo, if the princess knew that such a massive price needed to be paid, she would probably prepare her dowry overnight and then marry herself off on the morning of the next day.
The archbishop went on his tiptoes to pat Xuanyuan Po on the shoulder, gave him a meaningful glance, then departed with the Tang clan's stewards.
At the mouth of the alley, the Bear tribe leader, who had been waiting for a very long time, gave Xuanyuan Po a profound gaze, then patted him on the shoulder.
He did not need to stand on tiptoes, as he had an even larger physique than Xuanyuan Po.
