The envoys from Tianfeng Kingdom, accustomed to being flattered in Xiliang, observed with irritation as the ministers of Zhou glared at them fiercely. Especially the eyes of the generals, which were as round as bells, seemingly ready to devour him at any moment. They repeatedly referred to their Tianfeng Kingdom as a small nation, fueling his anger. With a taut expression, he said, "The arrogance of Tianfeng Kingdom... naturally relies on strength; we speak with power, and our Tianfeng Kingdom has an invincible Elephant Army."
Bai Qingyan, with a smile in her eyes, lowered her gaze to the bamboo slip spread open before her. She casually laid it heavily on the table, her speech measured: "Your country relies on the Elephant Army, while Zhou relies on the brave elite soldiers who have repeatedly fought bloody battles. If the Tianfeng Kingdom envoy wishes for a contest, Zhou will not disappoint."
