Facing Guanyin's increased stakes.
Ying Zheng remained majestic, seated atop the Dragon Chair, his gaze sharp as a torch, staring down at Guanyin with an expression that exudes authority without anger.
After a moment of gazing.
Ying Zheng casually placed both hands on the armrests of the Dragon Chair and spoke slowly, his voice steady and indisputable: "It sounds good."
"But the conditions your Buddhist Sect has proposed, I cannot agree to."
"Jin Chanzi may have been a disciple of your Buddhist Sect in a previous life, but he has now reincarnated in Qin and is one of its citizens. How can I easily agree to your demands and allow you to take him away or decide his fate at will?"
"This matter is dismissed!"
Even though the conditions of the Buddhist Sect sounded generous.
But with Jin Chanzi, Qin holds absolute advantage and definitive power.
If they had other methods, they wouldn't be here negotiating.
Everything is because there's no alternative.
