"Mr. Liu, Beirong and Xue Country are watching us like tigers eyeing their prey. We must have a powerful king to lead this nation to prosperity and strength!
Currently, the enemy nations are watching us intently, yet our Emperor remains silent. Should we, the Da Liang Court, and even the entire Daliang Country, wait for His Majesty to recover at the cost of our lives?"
Wang Bo bowed again as he spoke, "Therefore, I must ask, are we to wait? If His Majesty cannot speak for a day, are we to wait for another day?
Then what if it's ten days, a month, or even a year or two? Are we to keep waiting like this?
Even if we can wait, what about the enemy, what about the civilians? Can they wait?"
His words were so forceful and compelling that many found themselves at a loss for rebuttal.
Indeed, it has almost been a month, yet there is still no sign of Li Qingmu's throat recovering.
This cannot continue; the people of Daliang cannot wait, and we, the ministers, cannot wait even more!
