If it were in the past, after suffering such a large loss, Steward Hao would have turned the land in Guangye upside down, but now he leaves without a word.
Judging by this stance, does he seem to want a win-win cooperation with Prince Zhan?
"Prince An Yang, will Steward Hao truly send someone to request a meeting to buy the grain you hold?" He asked An Jiuyue, who was sitting opposite him.
Of course, he didn't think that Steward Hao would leave so much grain unaddressed; he just felt heartache for the grain.
If so much grain were in the hands of the Northern Lands' populace, who knows how many people could be saved. Now, it must be handed over to those ruthless merchants who might raise the prices sky-high.
"Don't you want him to come and buy it?"
An Jiuyue discerned Master Ji's thoughts at a glance and asked.
"Uh."
Master Ji was taken aback.
He raised his hand, touched the tip of his nose, and explained somewhat uneasily.
