"Impossible!" Mr. Zhuge immediately opposed after listening, "You have no sincerity in negotiating peace at all; it's clearly taking advantage when the house is on fire. Instead of being exploited like this, it would be better to perish together."
How could such terms of negotiation be agreed to? Not only demanding silver but also territory? It's practically carving away half of Great Zhou's land.
"If you don't agree, then there's nothing for us to discuss." The Military Advisor of Great Qi leaned back with disdain, looking at Mr. Zhuge, affronted by a defeated nation setting terms in his presence.
Mr. Zhuge flushed with anger, paused, and then brought out two sheets of paper, "I believe you've been mistaken about one thing all along."
"What is it?"
