Chapter 687: Confrontation in the Throne Hall

"Are you saying I'm afraid to die?" Wu Xian's face grew even angrier, veins popping out on his forehead. "I wouldn't dare, Your Majesty," Zhao Xingnian replied, bowing with clasped hands. "'Wouldn't dare?' What wouldn't you dare!?" Wu Xian shouted. "You think I want to accept their terms? You think I want to sign that disgraceful agreement? Everything I do is for Nanping!" Wu Xian's voice grew louder, his last words practically a roar that echoed throughout the hall, brimming with anger and imperial...