King Balman's brow relaxed as he casually picked up a jug of wine from the table on the other side, pouring a glass of crimson, blood-like wine, and slowly said:
"So... what is the plan?"
The man replied:
"What Your Majesty worries about, is no more than this person spreading the news, tarnishing Your Majesty's dignity. However, this matter has already occurred, and Your Majesty, at the western military camp that day, never expected such actions from a scoundrel."
"This is me treating him with sincerity, yet he betrayed me."
"The oversight is not Your Majesty's, but the deceitful and obscure human nature, which betrayed Your Majesty's sincerity without precautions. Even the sagest rulers under Heaven and Earth cannot do anything when facing unruly people armed with swords, throwing themselves on the ground."
"His betrayal of me is not the King's fault."
King Balman nodded, his expression relaxed, and said:
"Indeed."
"Continue..."
