"Did all of these come from Dadui?"
"Your Majesty, mostly." The Deceitful Ghost replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, showing little fear of Emperor Zhen.
Old Emperor Zhen was at Jinlan Mountain, and his boss was still Emperor Dui. Now, Dazhen had something to ask of him, so there was nothing to fear.
Emperor Zhen's expression was somewhat peculiar; initially, he had intended to use the Deceitful Ghost's channels to send a message to Dali.
The message was that something big happened on his side, and they were on the brink of starving, but he didn't want to ignite a war, so they should handle it as they saw fit.
If it were only basic supplies, Dali, for the sake of peace, certainly wouldn't dare to really force Dazhen into a corner.
After all, it wasn't for free; it was just bulk trading.
Over the past two hundred years, the land that Dali developed in the west greatly boosted Dali Country's fortunes.
