Hearing Wei Huo's words, Sima Xing shook his head.
"Crown Prince, that was a terrible move you made."
"You were just asking for trouble, you know that?"
"Think about it: pushing someone with mystical, god-like martial arts skills into our opposition—isn't that practically suicide?"
"If he really goes to other countries and sets himself against us, we'll be in massive trouble."
"Your goading words were completely inappropriate and ill-considered."
Chastised by Sima Xing, Wei Huo nodded repeatedly.
"Indeed, indeed. I didn't think it through at the time, just spoke in the heat of the moment."
"What is there to be angry about?" Sima Xing retorted. "He merely killed a few of your imperial bodyguards. As long as you offer enough silver, plenty of martial emperors will line up to protect you."
"It's not just about that," Wei Huo said, his expression turning stern. "He also said he's going to compete with me for the Crown Princess."
"What? How could someone with peerless martial arts say something like that?" Wei Huo said, speechless.
"I goaded him into it," Sima Xing sighed.
"Ah, what am I going to do with you? Right now, nobody even knows which country he's from. If he's from the Jin State or the State of Wei, you've just driven an old ox off a cliff. You've pushed someone who could have been a helpful asset straight into the enemy's arms. Crown Prince, you've really lost your mind."
"What should we do now?" Wei Huo asked, bowing his head and pressing a hand to his temple. "Is th…
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