Li Yuanli never considered himself inferior.
The world is unpredictable—he just lacked a bit of luck.
"Stealing another's love and still making excuses!" Li Yuanjing's face darkened. "Lift the curse sooner, or I will lead an army to crush Southern Chu!"
Li Yuanli raised a brow, his presence undiminished. "Then fight. Who's afraid of whom?"
The two stood like fire and ice, on the verge of clashing again.
Shen Wei rubbed her temples, exasperated. "What's the point of fighting? Starting a war between two nations over a trivial matter—what kind of foolish rulers are you? The people have finally found peace, and you'd make them homeless and displaced?"
"Use your heads! Grown men acting like brainless pigs!"
At Shen Wei's words, the two fell silent.
Neither dared provoke her further.
Shen Wei couldn't allow war to reignite. If the two nations fought again, not only would the people suffer, but her vast commercial empire would face devastating losses.
