Upon hearing this, Han Miaozhen's face turned as dark as water, "Hmph, you old turtle, bald bird, do you think you've won this war just because you have a slight upper hand?"
Gui Yannian replied, looking at her, "Then what? How much longer can you hold on?"
Han Miaozhen said, "We can hold on for as long as we want!"
Gui Yannian said, "Han Dharma King, stop being stubborn. The latest intelligence says that your hierarch has already left the Bright Peak, heading to Hebei to oversee the grand strategy. Our Daqian Imperial Advisor is also headed to Hebei. This battle concerns the future of your Zoroastrian Sect. How can you, as a Dharma King, not go to the frontline to support the hierarch, but instead engage in life-and-death struggles with us here in this small Huangzhou Prefecture? Isn't this losing the big picture for the sake of the small?"
"So, Han Dharma King, stop deceiving us. You won't last a few days in this Huangzhou Prefecture."
