Hsu Yi was ultimately a young lady of a good family. She spared the old man some final dignity by leaving him in his moon-white undergarments rather than stripping him completely naked. However, there was likely nothing hidden on him.

Wei Yuan packed all the miscellaneous items into a box and sealed it. Then, he turned to the Zhao general.

A terrible chill ran down the general’s spine as he said in a hurry, “Hero, you’d best spare some dignity for the State of Zhao and Her Highness! If not, we’d rather die for the cause!”

Wei Yuan scoffed, “If you dare make a move, then the princess will lose all dignity. You will become the one who prioritized his own face over the princess’ safety and the royal family’s honor, and everyone here will be the witnesses.”

Shifting blame was an all-too-common tactic in the historical texts. Hence, it took no effort for Wei Yuan to use it.

The general was speechless for a moment. When Wei Yuan started walking toward the boat-carriage, he cried out in anguish, “What exactly do you want?”

Wei Yuan replied calmly, “For you to do as I say. It’s not like there’s any room for negotiation, is there? The fact you’re still hesitating seems to prove that your loyalty toward your king isn’t worth much.”

The general’s complexion alternated between blue and white. In fact, the King of Zhao probably wouldn’t doubt his loyalty if Wei Yuan’s words actually made it to him. However, the princess’...