"What?"
Everyone was shocked.
"Are you insane?!"
Qian Qiren looked at him with bewilderment: "This is simply nonsense!"
"I, I am not negotiating with you."
Cao Huan's tone became firmer: "General Wei is right, these soldiers are sacrificing their lives for me. If I abandon them at this moment, how could I be worthy of the throne?"
"Sixth Brother, that's enough."
King Yan, Cao Zhi, grabbed his wrist: "Hurry up and leave."
He exerted force as he spoke, but couldn't budge him.
"Twelfth Brother!"
Cao Huan suddenly said: "I know I am your puppet."
"..."
King Yan was taken aback.
Cao Huan's cloudy eyes reddened, and he said with utter clarity as he looked at the brother helping him ascend the throne: "You just want to utilize the reputation I've accumulated in the court over the years and my status as the rightful heir to recruit men of talent and expand our forces. All of this, I know, as your brother."
