1395: Chapter 1388: Heading to Make Contact 1395: Chapter 1388: Heading to Make Contact “The key issue is whether the Yichuan Clan is willing to make contact with us,” Cheng Ziang said worriedly.
“If I were in their position, I definitely wouldn’t want to have any contact with the Demon Clan, as it could very well offend the two allies that remain.”
“Mr.
Leon need not worry, we have already discussed this matter in a eting,” Zisu reassured him.
“The three aristocratic families have assembled an army of a hundred thousand, and they certainly cannot sustain this forever.
They will want a statent from the Demon Clan in order to completely disarm their forces.
In this situation, the Demon Clan has the upper hand.
As long as we initiate the peace talks, I believe they will be happy to see this outco.”
“That does make so sense,” Cheng Ziang nodded, but then he quickly shared his own opinion.
“However, if it were , I would wait to gather representatives from the other two aristocratic families before initiating negotiations with the Demon Clan.
Just by myself, I definitely wouldn’t make such a foolish move.”
“Mr.
Leon is mistaken,” Zisu explained.
“Our contact with the Yichuan Clan is not about genuinely seeking peace.”
“Miss Zisu ans…” Cheng Ziang perked up upon hearing her words.
“This is also Luo’er’s idea.
First, we need to establish substantial contact with the Yichuan Clan, then spread rumors to the remaining two aristocratic families that the Yichuan Clan has negotiated peace with the Demon Clan separately, and the Demon Clan will bypass the Yichuan Clan to target the other two.”
Since Cheng Ziang and his team were Luo’er’s mbers, Zisu didn’t worry about them leaking secrets and revealed the true purpose of their mission.
“Brilliant, driving the wolf to swallow the tiger!” Hearing her description, Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but clap his hands excitedly.
“Ah, truly worthy of the boss.
Only he could co up with such a strategy,” Hu Daoke cheered, giving a thumbs up.
“Little Fengye, quickly cheer for the boss!”
“Long live Luo’er!” Feng raised both hands.
“Hey, hey, hey, Luo’er doesn’t buy into this stuff.
No matter what, there are still so risks with this operation.
Let’s all move together to ensure we have sufficient combat strength,” Cheng Ziang said, clapping his hands.
“Thank you all,” Zisu said, visibly pleased hearing that all three would assist.
“Don’t ntion it, Miss Zisu.
Whenever you’re ready to leave, we’re at your service,” Cheng Ziang nodded.
The reason Zisu was assigned to negotiate with the Yichuan Clan was for no other reason than her proficiency in the Kyushu language.
As ntioned before, these Kyushu elites are quite arrogant.
Even in West Outer Heaven, they refuse to speak the Demon Clan language, stubbornly sticking to their own.
In contrast, those Kyushu rchants, seeking to integrate into the cities of the Demon Clan for business, each spoke the Demon Clan language fluently and could switch seamlessly to Kyushu language.
In business, nobody tried harder than them.
After arriving at the front, Zisu sent a Kyushu rchant to the territory of the Yichuan Clan to make contact.
About seven or eight days later, the rchant returned to the base and reported.
The Yichuan Clan, in principle, agreed to engage with the Demon Clan, to discuss the current military standoff, but nothing else.
Clearly, their thoughts fell right into what the Demon Clan had predicted; the Demon Clan had accurately calculated their inability to sustain a large military force, which is why such a contact proposal was made.
If the two sides were in a state of war, it would still make sense for the three aristocratic families to maintain a huge military force, although it may be costly.
However, once the Demon Clan’s army begins to retreat and aims to maintain a peaceful stance, maintaining such a large military force would seem sowhat counterproductive.
Even more crucially, the three aristocratic families were not united as one, with each family considering the reduction of military forces for the sake of their own interests to maintain production and construction.
Thus, the already fragile alliance system of the three great families was very likely to develop cracks, and even evolve into contradictions.
Having received an accurate reply, on the third day, Miss Zisu took Cheng Ziang and two others from the Demon Clan camp to start their journey to the Yichuan Clan’s territory.
At the sa ti, the long-prepared Demon Clan army began to retreat, sending a clear signal to the Yichuan Clan.
The four, plus a rchant as their guide, traveled south for four days and arrived at Linshui City, which was occupied by the Yichuan Clan.
This was still a large-scale city built with bricks and stones, as ntioned before, the farther south one went, the more developed the economy and higher the level of architecture.
However, Linshui was now occupied by the Yichuan Clan, and almost all the residents were from Kyushu.
So ca here on their own to seek a living, while others were conscripted by the Dongsheng Empire and then seized and kept by the Yichuan Clan.
Upon arriving at the city gate and after so communication, the guards let them in.
Facing the imposing Nine Thousand Battalion, Cheng Ziang and his companions were sowhat nervous.
Given the high ratio of Cultivators in the Nine Thousand Battalion, if any trouble arose, he estimated he wouldn’t be able to leave this city unless he resorted to powerful asures.
However, as the holder of Liseya, Cheng Ziang felt reassured—knowing that Liseya, as a Demigod, could kill as easily as breathing.
If he wanted, he could simply walk around the streets, doing nothing, and Liseya alone would be enough to slaughter the entire city.
Of course, being born under the red flag and living in modern tis, Cheng Ziang naturally wouldn’t commit such cris against humanity.
But regardless, as long as he had Liseya by his side to protect him, he could fearlessly face any attack from the Cultivators.
Unsure whether it was ant to intimidate the representatives of the Demon Clan, the Yichuan Clan dispatched personnel to line up on the streets.
It seed like a welcoming gesture for Miss Zisu and her group, but it looked more like a show of force.
Seeing these lined-up soldiers, Cheng Ziang and the others couldn’t help but laugh.
These soldiers were basically not from the Nine Thousand Battalion but rather rcenaries temporarily conscripted by the Yichuan Clan.
Their combat effectiveness was diocre; the Dongsheng military did not even regard them highly, let alone these disorganized rcenaries.
Walking under the gaze of the crowd, they traversed the long cobblestone streets and arrived at the Yichuan Clan’s mansion in the city.
This was just their temporary residence; their true main mansion was in Guanyue City behind them.
Upon reaching the mansion, Miss Zisu and her associates saw a young man waiting at the entrance.
He was in his twenties, a long-haired man looking refined as jade.
His neatly kept black hair and the crown, black but edged with gold, looked quite exquisite.
At first sight of Miss Zisu, the long-haired man was montarily startled but quickly recovered and stepped forward to greet her.
Despite facing a representative of the Demon Clan, he spoke in the language of Kyushu, possibly because he didn’t speak the language of the Demon Clan.
According to his self-introduction, this long-haired young man was nad Yichuan Yong, a prince of the Yichuan Clan.
‘Yichuan’ was his surna, and ‘Yong’ his given na, which was consistent with the naming standards of the Kyushu nobility.
“I am Miss Zisu, representing the Southern Yao Race,” Miss Zisu replied, her eyelids lowered.
Although the man nad Yichuan Yong seed gentle and elegant, having seen Luo’er, she felt nothing.
A truly noble young man should be like Luo’er, ‘Once having crossed the vast ocean, other waters seem trifling.
Having been accustod to Luo’er’s appearance and manners, she found it hard to be interested in other supposedly gentle and elegant individuals.
“Welco to the arrival of Miss Zisu from Young Mansion,” Yichuan Yong appeared sowhat excited, seemingly captivated by Miss Zisu’s features.
‘Young Mansion’ is a title of respect for all officials, regardless of whether the individual is an official from the Dongsheng Empire or from the Demon Clan; within this context, it is equivalent to calling soone ‘Sir’ or ‘Respected Official,’ commoners are generally addressed as ‘Lord.’
Cheng Ziang had always thought that the people of Kyushu detested the Demon Clan, but in fact, the reality wasn’t so.
On the contrary, particularly the nobility of Kyushu, greatly admired the mbers of the Beast-Ear Race.
It had been ntioned before that the people of Kyushu, when capturing female mbers of the Beast-Ear Race, would treat them as spoils of war and bring them back to Kyushu.
However, if they captured any mber of the Beast-Ear Race, regardless of gender, there was only one outco—that was execution.
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