Lu Zhengren's hands were shaking. "You're not joking? Do you know what you're saying?"
Fang Zichen nodded slightly, his expression serious, completely devoid of his usual flippant manner. "I know what I'm saying. Not just Da Liao—Da Liang, Northern Qi—I won't let them off either. I'm determined to take them all down."
"Do you know what the consequences will be?" Lu Zhengren, seeing his resolute expression, asked agitatedly, "If you fight, do you want the people to suffer again?"