"Your Majesty, you just said yesterday that you wanted to maintain a relationship with Beitu Kingdom as both enemies and friends, and now you are attacking the emperor. If you kill the man named Tuoba Yuanzai with one shot, it will be self-defeating.
Have we forged a deep hatred that cannot be resolved?"
The reason why Beitu Kingdom is willing to maintain the current state of exchanges with Longguang Kingdom is that there has been no major grudge between the two countries in the past two hundred years.
There are constant fights and small fights, and each has its own damage, so it is ignored.
If Xuanyuan Yao kills someone else's emperor, it doesn't mean that he has set a fire in the wolf's den, forcing someone to go out in full force and burn everything to get revenge.[
At that time, no one will care that Yang Binguo is still watching, and everyone will be hot-headed and thinking of revenge.
I really don’t understand this man’s way of thinking, it changes so fast with the wind and rain.
Xuanyuan Yao laughed loudly, and retracted his half-held arm around Ji Xiang, pressed her to his chest, and hugged her tightly, "Little vixen, I didn't hit Tuoba Yuanzai on the head.
It gave him a way to survive."
Ji Xiang was embarrassed, "My lord, how many times have you fired in total? You are so confident in your shooting skills. What if you miss the mark?"
Except for the gun test on New Year's Eve, when Ji Xiang held Xuanyuan Yao's hand and fired a shot, he never wanted to waste another bullet for practice.
This is good. I have saved it for a long time and used it on key figures without considering other possible consequences.
"Don't you know that I am also a sharpshooter who can make a quick move?" He also deliberately puffed out his chest, emphasizing as if he was afraid of being underestimated by Ji Xiang.
"You were shooting with a bow, but what we are discussing now is a gun. The two things are completely different."