Seeing that this approach was a dead end, he couldn't help but frown and began to think of other solutions.
but--
"unnecessary!"
Just then.
Lu Che, who had been standing quietly with his eyes lowered, suddenly spoke.
Seeing that Emperor Wu and Yan Jinsong were racking their brains to find a way to deal with the Guhua Holy Land, he finally couldn't help but speak.
The voice was low but clear, like a stone dropped into a calm lake, instantly drawing the gazes of both Emperor Wu and Yan Jingsong with surprised expressions.
"Um?!"
"What do you mean by that, Che'er?!"
Lu Che raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the gilded candlesticks in the hall. His fingertips gently pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he spoke slowly:
"What I'm saying is that Dayu doesn't need to form an alliance with any force!"
"So-called alliances are merely temporary bonds of shared interests. When those interests conflict, even the strongest alliances will break like thin ice. Even if this approach succeeds, it will only buy a night of peace!"
"If you want to achieve true stability, you must ultimately rely on yourself!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Emperor Wu and Yan Jingsong frowned.
Yan Jingsong sighed softly, stroking his beard with his fingertips and said:
"Your Highness is absolutely right, but the pressure from the Holy Land is like a mountain pressing down on us. We must find a chance to breathe..."
Emperor Wu looked at Lu Che's calm expression, and a glimmer of hope suddenly surged in his heart.
He leaned forward and asked quickly:
"Che'er, do you have any ideas?!"
Lu Che nodded slightly.
Upon seeing this, Emperor Wu was overjoyed, his eyes suddenly lit up with a brilliant light. Yan Jingsong also straightened his back involuntarily, staring at Lu Che, his heart full of curiosity and anticipation.
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