Perhaps when all the empires on the Eastern Continent were still around, the Empire of Nanla had a slight chance if it joined the Anti-Tang Alliance... but now, that slim chance no longer exists.
"Yes, I will arrange it immediately." Mo Kangsen slightly bowed and responded softly.
"Let them leave quickly, it's not easy for anyone." Nanla XVI waved his hand, signaling Mo Kangsen to step back: "Tell them, if they genuinely wish to find a way out for their country and people, they should quickly submit a national letter to the Great Tang Empire. Perhaps, they can still secure a glimmer of hope for their populace."
Even at this point, he still didn't intend to fall out with Dorne, this long-peaceful Nanla Emperor remained calm until the very end.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Mo Kangsen respectfully responded, feeling the loneliness and exhaustion hidden in Nanla XVI's words, as this once high-flying ruler now had to lay down his powers, bowing to fate.
