"What's this? You want to emulate Yuwen Jing and cede those three cities in Ningzhou to us?" Dugu Jing sneered, as though questioning whether Xie Xun would follow in Yuwen Jing's footsteps after ascending the throne.
"Dugu Jing, the only condition for your people to cross Ningzhou's borders and enter Beining is Beiman's surrender and allegiance to Beining. I am not Yuwen Jing—I will not carve up our territory for you. However, if Beiman's lands fall under Beining's dominion, I promise to treat you equally. Should Beiman's people wish to migrate elsewhere, I will not stand in their way."
"Dream on!" Dugu Jing burst into anger. Becoming brother nations was already his limit. To surrender and submit would mean eternal disgrace for him, branding him the perpetual enemy of Beiman.
Condemned for generations!
