"General Zheng, do you understand this logic?"
"We eat to live, not live to eat."
At these words, Emperor Jin's eyes suddenly lit up. He felt as if he had found a kindred spirit and couldn't help feeling some regret. If only he had made General Zheng's acquaintance earlier, he wouldn't have felt so lonely on this journey.
However, a layer of doubt remained in Emperor Jin's mind. The Yan general's demeanor on the city wall and his current behavior were so different, it felt like he was dealing with two entirely different people.
In fact, at this moment, both Zheng Fan and Emperor Jin felt perplexed when they looked at each other.
Their initial impressions of each other had been that of foolishness, but they slowly realized there was more to the other than met the eye.
"Given the situation, Your Majesty, please speak plainly. After all, blades and spears on the battlefield have no eyes, and I must be responsible for my men."
