Under Fang La's hypocritical gaze, the people in the hall gathered their spirits, watching Mr. Gongsun!
This request doesn't seem excessive. Will Mr. Gongsun agree?
They couldn't help but ponder this question.
Unknowingly, many people were dragged into the rhythm by Fang La.
And under everyone's gaze, Gongsun Yang heard the voice, gently raised his eyelids, and glanced sideways at the counterpart, akin to Guan Gong's disdainful glance, carrying a scorn that penetrates everything.
He spoke, voice rough as sandpaper: "Lord Fang, you've crossed the line."
Fang La's expression momentarily stalled, then his tone rose, speaking eloquently, "What does Mr. Gongsun mean by this?"
"This official is following the heavenly mandate, stabilizing the Administrator of Anding, calming the people's hearts, summoning colleagues here for discussion to devise thorough strategies, so how is it overstepping just to ask Ninth Mountain to exert some effort, Mr. Gongsun?"
