The Wolf King's cloak fluttered in the vast winds of the Western Regions, his extremely sharp battle knife lowered to the ground, his hands enveloping the hilt, his voice resounding: "We are here to conquer them, not to negotiate."
"All I have in my hand is a knife, unlike my brother who weighs everything."
"Having come here, this war of nation extinguishing must be forceful, it must be decisive. Without this, how can we establish our nation? We must display our might; the policy of appeasement is something for the next generation, and the one after that, to pursue."
"That's Wen Mian's matter."
"Or perhaps it's Li Guanyi's, or maybe Jiang Gao's."
There was a trace of softness on the face of the Old Wolf King.
"But I am different, my life, is meant to be on the battlefield."
"Until the very end."
