"Regarding the arranged marriage, the Great King has already given his word to General Wang Jian. He is only waiting for the Senior General to annihilate the Zhao state, after which he will grant the marriage between General Zhao and the Royal Daughter," Han Fei said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng looked at Wang Jian, feeling somewhat moved. After a moment, he nodded, the frown on his brow smoothing out. "I see."
"Does General Zhao desire anything else?" Han Fei asked. "This is a special grace bestowed by the Great King, in light of the general's heroic deeds for Qin. Opportunities like this come only once."
"If I can truly ask for anything... then," Zhao Feng said with a laugh, a glint in his eye, "I want Qin's thousand-year-old blood ginseng."
At this, Fusu, Wang Jian, and even Han Fei couldn't help but stare at Zhao Feng in shock.
