"Old Bai, do you mean to just let it go like this?" Wei Bangxiong frowned, "We just drove the Allied Army across Mujiang, and we stop here?"
"Bangxiong, this kind of victory is already quite difficult to achieve. How long has Kan Bang held out against the Allied Army? Yet we repelled them, secured Ping Li, and all the territories behind it. Isn't such a victory significant enough? Dividing the territory at the Jiang River with the Allied Army is the best choice at this time."
"That's right, war is a crematorium, burning not only lives but also money. Bangxiong, everything should be for the greater good."
Facing the collusion of the three Family Heads, Wei Bangxiong was not surprised.
If his son hadn't died, if he hadn't had to cut flesh for aid and forced his daughter to leave, he would also agree to stop appropriately.
"I, Wei Bangxiong, am not a man who only cares about my own selfish desires."
