The more Mo Sang thought about it, the calmer she became. Looking at Qin Ze's obviously serious face, Mo Sang composed herself, held her breath, and said slowly and deliberately:

"Hmm... that's a very big deal."

Qin Ze hummed in agreement.

Mo Sang chuckled inwardly, but kept a straight face. He then said in a deep voice:

"As far as I know, the most powerful country on the continent of Leon is the Kingdom of Sa Ri. Their fleet has excellent long-range sailing capabilities and is also very skilled in naval warfare."

At this point, he raised an eyebrow and looked at Qin Ze, "Could it be... that the fleet from the Sa Ri Kingdom is among those who came to your Yan Kingdom this time?"

Qin Ze hummed in agreement again.

Seeing his reaction, Mo Sang narrowed his eyes and inwardly grumbled.

'What are you pretending for, kid?!'

'You're in a real crisis and you're still pretending to be calm? Who gave you that confidence?'

Then, Mo Sang cleared his throat, straightened his back slightly, and said:

"Now that the Sasiri Kingdom has also arrived, then I'm afraid... they'll be a bit difficult to deal with. You mentioned there are other countries' fleets as well, right?"

“Yes, there’s one more thing I forgot to mention. Besides the countries on the Leon continent sending fleets, the Delta Federation on the Salisno continent also participated,” Qin Ze said, his brows furrowed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Sang's pupils dilated sharply, and the corners of his mouth turned up, but he immediately suppressed the smile.

He reached up and touched the fine mustache on his upper lip, covering his mouth as he said, "Ah...that's really..."

“Your Yan Kingdom is in big trouble.” He looked at Qin Ze’s face, trying to see an uneasy and nervous expression on it.

Qin Ze simply waved his hand, signaling the guards to open the cell door. As the door opened, Qin Ze strode in and stood before Mo Sang.

“It’s a bit of a hassle, but not too big,” he said, looking at Mosang sitting on the ground.

Being looked down upon and not getting the expression he wanted from that face, Mo Sang felt extremely displeased. So he slowly stood up, looked at Qin Ze face to face, and said:

"With so many countries coming to your territory, isn't that a big problem?"

Why do they all have to come?

Hearing this, Qin Ze chuckled: "Who wouldn't want to take a bite of delicious meat?"

Mo Sang scoffed inwardly: "So, can you stop them from tearing you apart now?"

Qin Ze stroked his chin and, after a few moments of silence, said, "It's possible now, but as for the future, that remains to be seen."

"But you know, the people of Yan will never give up our territory. If anyone tries to take our territory, we will fight them to the death, even if it means mutual destruction."

Mosang had to admit that this was true, at least for now. After the new king took over, the man in front of him had indeed acted tough enough, even crazy enough.

In a vast community like a nation, the character and attitude of those in power inevitably influence the behavior of the entire group. So-called popular consciousness doesn't reside within the masses; they are merely a group of easily swayed followers. Under different influences, they can sometimes appear brave, resilient, and even willing to sacrifice themselves for righteousness in life-or-death situations. Yet, at other times, they can be exceptionally cowardly and weak, abandoning all dignity for survival, living like insects.

Mo Sang experienced the war between Yan Kingdom and Fusang from beginning to end, and therefore, he saw it very clearly and would not question the Yan people's will to defend their homeland.

Even if the motherland sends a large army in the future, Mo Sang understands that the Yan people will fight back desperately. This tough nut to crack is not so easy to crack.

So Mo Sang said, "Then we'll have to fight to the death."

Qin Ze nodded slightly, then suddenly changed the subject, saying:

"Speaking of which, doesn't your Taqi Kingdom also want to seize our territory?"

Mo Sang froze, remaining silent.

Qin Ze pursed his lips slightly and looked at Mo Sang, whose expression had turned serious, and said with a smile, "Your Taqi Kingdom wants our territory, and so do they. Although my Yan Kingdom has a vast territory, with so many countries vying for it, there isn't enough to go around, hehe."

This was hardly a funny joke, at least not Mo Sang. He vaguely realized something and asked in a deep voice:

"what you up to?"

Qin Ze didn't answer his question, but instead posed a new one: "I heard that the Sa Ri Kingdom's fleet once went to your continent, but they didn't arrive. They encountered your fleet, were defeated, and slunk back. Is that true?"

This question immediately made Mo Sang frown. He said in a low voice, "You're very well-informed."

Qin Ze casually chuckled and said, "I got it from the prisoners."

Is that true?

"Of course, we cannot allow them to barge into our Taqi Kingdom's waters without even a word! What is the Sa Ri Kingdom compared to our Taqi Kingdom?"

Knowing there was no need to hide anything, Mosang raised his voice a notch, crossed his arms, and for a moment he transformed back into the three-star general of the Taqi Kingdom, his face full of arrogance.

But this posture only lasted for two breaths. His status as a prisoner reminded him, so he lowered his arms and slightly hunched his back.

Qin Ze smiled and nodded, then said, "Although I have never been to Taqi, Mo Sang, your words and actions have made me feel that Taqi is indeed extraordinary."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to support Fusang, hoping to launch a military campaign against our Yan Kingdom in the future."

Mo Sang's intentions were exposed with a single sentence. His face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Now I am a prisoner, your captive."

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