"Are you all mute!?"
"I ask you, if South-Garrison Pass is lost, do you have any good strategies to hold off those Barbarians south of Wangchuan County?"
He couldn't help but be furious.
He had indeed received news of the Barbarian Clan's massive army of 700,000 marching towards South-Garrison Pass and the demonic alliance between Beixiong Pass and the Southern Barbarian Sect, which made him foresee the fall of South-Garrison Pass.
"Speak!"
"Xie Jing, as the Prime Minister, isn't your mouth usually quite eloquent?"
"Every day you keep the balance between Marquis Wuan, nobility, and the family clans. What about the precedents, why have you gone mute at this critical moment?"
Xie Jing remained composed, but inwardly he frowned.
His advises to the Holy Emperor were not to let the Jianghu Sect Holy Land collude with Marquis Wuan, affecting the court's situation.
But how could he say such things in front of all the civil and military officials?
After pondering for a moment.
