Daphne said coldly:
"I don't know exactly what you want to do, but based on what I know about you, I don't believe you're refusing to plunder slaves from the Dominicans due to some so-called personal principles, which is almost a custom in the Empire. Those civilian classes, who are basically your base of reputation, wouldn't really resent you for this."
"Caring about your reputation, cherishing your principles, unwilling to become the executioner's blade in the hands of the Imperial Nobles, unwilling to bow down to the Imperial Nobles' class, these are all your excuses, right?"
Yang Ming smiled and shook his head: "Believe it or not, Daphne, I am a person of principles."
"You don't need to admit it, and I have no way to make you admit it," Daphne said tightly, "but if your intention is to divide the Empire from the perspective of public opinion, to split the entire Empire, then Hanton, we can no longer continue our cooperation."
