Yuan Shu has already made a decision to be indifferent to Ji Ling’s request. Ji Ling turned to Yuan Huan in a hurry. "Yuan Zhubo, you know the importance of Nanyang. Help the Lord analyze it quickly so that he can change his mind and give up Nanyang!"
Yuan Huan, like a teenager, self-effacing shook his head and said with a sigh, "General Ji Ling, don’t hold on to this Nanyang." "Yuan Zhubo, why did you even say so? Aren’t we on the same side?" The word "the same front" is particularly harsh. Yuan Shu’s eyelids jumped lightly…