"To bestow my Kingdom's Imperial Guards in the Divine Stone City Valley, and then pass them on to two children?..."
Within the Divine King's grand tent, the Cloud map lay spread on the redwood table. Although the Mistec Tribes were still resisting, their Cloud Territory was already being allocated among the Mexica leaders.
Upon hearing Aweit's inquiry, Xiulote's expression remained unchanged, but his thoughts raced like lightning.
"The Imperial Guards I keep by my side are almost devoid of Mexica people; rather, they are primarily composed of Prepetcha Warriors, Tecos Tribe Warriors, and Wilderness Barbarian Tribe Warriors... Given their tribal origins, it is difficult for the Alliance's nobility to accept them. Coupled with the influence I have personally led for many years, it is decisively hard for them to be collectively bought off!... At most, only a few among them might have been interspersed with sand..."
