Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "How big can it be? Is it bigger than the Jingkang Disaster during the Zhao Song Dynasty?"
Zhang Wuji had just finished saying this when he realized something was wrong because Zhao Linger was sitting next to him.
"Sister, I said the wrong thing."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I've been happy recently. Besides, it's been more than two hundred years since the Jingkang Disaster. An incompetent person deserves what he got."
Seeing that Zhao Linger was not angry, Zhang Wuji looked at Liu Bowen: "Sir, let me be frank with you, things have come to this point, retreating is absolutely impossible."
"Just like how you dealt with Chen Youliang, you wanted to kill him at any cost. But then again, you didn't do anything wrong back then. This is how you conquer the world."
"However, you did nothing wrong back then, and I have done nothing wrong even less today."
"Sir, please consider it from my perspective."
"I, Zhang Wuji, am only in my twenties this year. I have some cultivation. For a person like me, if nothing unexpected happens, there will be no problem living another thirty years."
"In thirty years, I can accomplish many great things."
"If God is kind enough to let me live for forty years, I would be able to do a lot more."
"I want to recover the homeland of the Han and Tang dynasties. It will take several years, right? Although we were defeated by you in the invasion of Japan, I still want to give you a finishing blow."
"The expedition to Japan will take several years, right? After that, we will have to appease the people, restore the economy, and so on. None of these things will take time. If I withdraw my troops now, I don't know how long these things will be delayed."
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