The boss of a foreign organization called the police, claiming that he was defrauded by me

He raised his head and said to Song Jitian, the leader of the Yan Kingdom, with a mysterious expression:

"In my opinion, if we want to gradually defeat the Nebula Kingdom, we must find a way to lure the enemy deep into our territory."

"Then try every means to make the other party lower their guard, so that you can be sure of victory."

"Therefore, this matter requires careful planning and should not be acted rashly, otherwise it will only backfire."

Yang Xia had already made up his mind about this matter and had been carefully weighing various factors.

This was actually his main purpose in coming to Yan Kingdom – he hoped to form an alliance with Yan Kingdom to jointly resist foreign invasion.

After all, although Yan Kingdom is strong, Xingyun Kingdom's strength should not be underestimated.

If the two countries were to confront each other head-on, they must be on high alert and cannot afford to be complacent in the slightest.

Yang Xia was genuinely worried that if Yan Kingdom leader Song Jitian were to act rashly at this moment, not only would he fail to solve the problem, but he would also be unable to effectively curb the power of Xingyun Kingdom.

It will only bring a heavy burden to one's own country, embolden the other side, and may even take advantage of the situation, at which point there will be no way to salvage the situation.

Song Jitian listened carefully to Yang Xia's analysis and gradually realized that what he said made sense.

Although Yan Kingdom is currently powerful, it cannot afford to be complacent in its fight against Xingyun Kingdom.

Yang Xia said to Song Jitian and Sun Zhengming with a serious expression:
"We should not act rashly on this matter for the time being, as it involves a wide range of issues. It would be unwise to make a hasty move before weighing all the pros and cons."

In an instant, everyone fell silent, their expressions extremely solemn.

They each had their own thoughts on this matter, and Song Jitian couldn't help but sigh.

He looked up at Yang Xia and asked, "What the lord says is absolutely right. You have truly enlightened me."

"Otherwise, I would really be blinded by anger and would definitely send troops to wipe them out immediately, without having time to consider the consequences."

"I wonder what your specific thoughts and plans are regarding this matter, my lord? Please feel free to speak, and we can discuss it thoroughly."

"Let's see how to deal with the Nebula Kingdom to curb its arrogance, warn them, and teach them not to resort to such tricks behind our backs again."

"What people do is seen by Heaven. Their actions will be exposed sooner or later, which will only make the relationship between the two sides more strained."

Upon hearing the question from Yan Kingdom leader Song Jitian, Yang Xia's gaze briefly met Sun Zhengming's. After a moment of contemplation, he finally revealed his plan.

"My lord, I have indeed given this matter some thought. I believe the most effective method at present is to stage a 'ruse'."

"Although this method is risky, it is the most effective way to gain the trust of the Nebula Kingdom and best matches the situation they expect to see."

"As long as we accurately grasp their psychology, we will be able to strike decisively."

Song Jitian looked puzzled, his brows furrowed: "A self-inflicted injury scheme? What do you mean? Please explain in detail."

"Is this plan you're suggesting really going to work?"

Yang Xia smiled slightly, slowly approached Song Jitian, and lowered his voice, saying, "Your Excellency, please understand that the 'bitter trick' I mentioned is to request your country to imprison me in a high-profile manner."

"Not only that, we also need Lord Sun's cooperation to spread the word that I, Yang Xia, have shown great disrespect to the monarch of Yan, and therefore have been imprisoned."

"We must gradually lull them into a false sense of security, making the Nebula Kingdom mistakenly believe that the Yan Kingdom and the Great Zhou Dynasty have developed a rift and their relationship has broken down."

"Only in this way can we proceed with the subsequent plans. There is probably no other way."

Yang Xia explained his plan in detail, hoping that Song Jitian and Sun Zhengming could understand his good intentions.

This plan was the result of his long and careful consideration. Yang Xia took into account all possible factors, fearing that any oversight might bring unnecessary trouble to Yan and affect the relationship between the two countries.

Moreover, being a newcomer, he needs to demonstrate some real ability to gain the trust of Song Jitian, the leader of the Yan Kingdom. Otherwise, the subsequent work will likely face numerous difficulties.

Although the plan was quite bold, Yang Xia was still willing to give it a try. If successful, it would kill two birds with one stone: it would help Yan Kingdom resolve its crisis and also gain Song Jitian's complete trust in him.

Both Song Jitian and Sun Zhengming were astonished upon hearing Yang Xia's words. They never expected Yang Xia to propose such a plan.

Sun Zhengming looked at Yang Xia with worry, hoping for a more definitive explanation. But Yang Xia did not elaborate, instead waiting for their response.

Sun Zhengming pondered for a long time, and finally sighed, "This plan is ingenious, but doing it this way is too unfair to Your Majesty."

"The way the Yan Kingdom treats the monarch of the Great Zhou Dynasty is truly disrespectful."

Yang Xia smiled calmly and waved his hand, saying, "It's nothing. To thwart the Nebula Kingdom's conspiracy, this little grievance is nothing."

"I will do anything to prevent the people of Yan from suffering the ravages of war."

Sun Zhengming deeply admired Yang Xia's magnanimity and slowly nodded, saying, "Since Your Majesty has already expressed this intention, then let us proceed according to the plan."

“However, I would like to know what preparations we should make during this period? I presume Your Majesty already has a comprehensive plan; please enlighten me.” Yang Xia smiled and nodded to Sun Zhengming: “Indeed, there are a series of arrangements.”

"During this period, you can send people to closely monitor the movements of the Nebula Kingdom and prepare accordingly."

Song Jitian also agreed, believing that Yang Xia's arrangement was quite appropriate.

But one question still lingered in Sun Zhengming's mind, leaving him puzzled.

"Yang Xia, even if we follow our plan, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop the Xingyun Kingdom from attacking the Yan Kingdom. It seems this conflict is inevitable."

Yang Xia sighed softly. This was not what he wanted, but it was an unavoidable outcome.

Yang Xia looked back at Sun Zhengming and Song Jitian, and said solemnly, "Since you two agree to this plan, I must meet Meng Yin before we begin the performance."

"There are some important matters that need to be discussed in person, and I humbly request that you, Chief, and Lord Sun, grant me this favor. This matter is of utmost importance and cannot be overlooked."

"We are not entirely certain, so we must proceed with extreme caution at every step, and be prepared to bear all the consequences."

Yang Xia explained his requirements to Song Jitian and Sun Zhengming: he had to leave a way out for everyone.

Because anything can happen on the battlefield. After Yang Xia solemnly made his request, Sun Zhengming, who was standing opposite him, subconsciously raised his head, his gaze passing over everyone else, and looked at Song Jitian, the leader of the Yan Kingdom, who was sitting in the main seat.

Sun Zhengming's eyes flickered, as if trying to glean a hint of his attitude from Song Jitian's expression. At that very moment, Song Jitian stood up without hesitation, his expression solemn and resolute, and said in a loud voice, "No problem, go ahead and meet him. This is what you should do, and we have no right to interfere or obstruct you."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room before settling on Yang Xia, his tone becoming even more profound: "Besides... given the deep friendship that Yan Kingdom and the Great Zhou Dynasty have forged over the years, I should choose to believe you, both morally and logically."

Song Jitian took a step forward, his hands behind his back, his voice soft yet carrying immense weight: "If we don't even have this much trust, future cooperation will be extremely difficult. Only by truly relying on each other can we go further together."

Hearing Song Jitian's words, Yang Xia felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned to walk quickly outside. Time was of the essence; every minute and second could affect the overall situation, and he had to seize every second.

As he hurried through the corridor, Yu Meiren, who had been waiting outside, immediately came to greet him. She noticed at a glance that Yang Xia's face was gloomy, as if he were preoccupied with something, and she couldn't help but worry as she tugged at his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty... what's wrong? Why do you look so serious?"

Yang Xia stopped and turned to gaze at her. Sunlight streamed through the corridor window, casting soft shadows on his silhouette. He remained silent for a moment before finally speaking, his voice low but undeniably authoritative: "No need for further questions. The situation is urgent. You must set off immediately and return to the Great Zhou Dynasty at full speed by speedboat."

"What? You want me to go back now?"

Yu Meiren gasped in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief, "But you don't even have anyone to look after you. What if something happens to you...?"

Her words caught in her throat, and her fingers trembled slightly.

"I am safe here, there is no need to worry."

Yang Xia spoke calmly, yet with an undeniable air of authority: “You must return to the Great Zhou Dynasty as quickly as possible and personally find Meng Yu, who is stationed there, and convey my order: that he immediately lead fifty warships and deploy them all in the middle section of the inevitable route.”

He leaned forward, lowered his voice, and spoke each word with exceptional clarity: "Remember, make sure to bring sufficient supplies to ensure the entire army has enough food. The logistics system must be arranged flawlessly, and all ships must be on standby at sea, ready to depart at my command at any time."

Yang Xia stared intently at Yu Meiren, his eyes sharp. “Every word I just said is crucial. If there is even the slightest oversight, the entire plan could be ruined.”

Upon hearing this, Yu Meiren's heart skipped a beat. She instinctively glanced around, her eyes wary, as if every shadow might lurk an enemy. This arrangement was too sudden and too unusual, making her involuntarily think of the worst-case scenario.

After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, Yu Meiren leaned closer to Yang Xia, her voice extremely low, almost a whisper: "Your Majesty... what exactly is going on? Is there a problem with our trade with Yan Kingdom? Or... Chief Song Jitian... is he trying to harm you?"

Her throat bobbed, and a resolute glint flashed in her eyes. "If that's truly the case, I can't leave you here alone. Regardless of life or death, I must protect you, fight my way out of the encirclement, and return safely to the Great Zhou!"

Seeing her looking so alarmed, Yang Xia was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head helplessly. He reached out and gently patted Yu Meiren's shoulder, his tone softening: "You... you're overthinking it, you've completely misunderstood me."

He looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping before continuing to explain, "It's not that Song Jitian has made any unusual moves. All of this is actually my plan, aimed at dealing with the Xingyun Kingdom and thwarting their conspiracy."

Yu Meiren listened intently, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper. She tried to understand Yang Xia's plan, but still felt completely lost. These arrangements sounded like preparations for war, as if a great battle was about to erupt. She opened her mouth, wanting to ask something more, but seeing the anxiety and unwavering resolve in Yang Xia's eyes, she swallowed her questions.

"Your Majesty... since it was a misunderstanding, I am relieved."

Yu Meiren finally nodded, her eyes regaining their resolve. "As long as you are safe, I will follow your arrangements in everything else. I will set off now and return to the Great Zhou Dynasty as soon as possible."

She took a half step back and bowed solemnly. "If anything changes during this time, please be sure to send a message to us. The entire Great Zhou is ready to serve you at any time and will always be your strongest support."

Hearing Yu Meiren's words, Yang Xia felt a surge of indescribable warmth in his heart, deeply moving him. He knew clearly that Yu Meiren's heart was filled with layers of doubt and confusion, as if shrouded in mist. However, faced with such an urgent situation, he simply couldn't spare more time to explain the profound meaning behind each decision to her in detail. Every passing second could determine the success or failure of the entire plan, and he couldn't afford to waste precious time on lengthy explanations.

Yang Xia sighed softly, almost imperceptibly. He turned around, his gaze calm and deep as it fell on Yu Meiren's anxious face. His voice, though not loud, carried an undeniable firmness and a reassuring strength: "I understand your feelings completely. I also know that you are always concerned about my safety, and I will remember this kindness."

He paused, his eyes sharpening. "But I know exactly what I'm doing, and every step has been carefully considered. I will be extremely careful and cautious. Now, you just need to follow my instructions and act immediately; that's the greatest support you can give me."

Upon hearing Yang Xia's words, Yu Meiren, though still filled with countless questions, sensed the extreme importance and urgency of the matter from his tone and eyes. She knew this was not the time to ask questions; any delay could lead to irreversible consequences. Therefore, she nodded heavily, forcibly suppressing all her worries and doubts, and without hesitation, turned and rushed to the dock at top speed, leaping onto the speedboat. The engine roared, the speedboat cleaved through the calm sea, stirring up white waves, and sped towards the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Yang Xia stood rooted to the spot, gazing for a long time at the direction where the speedboat disappeared into the horizon, his expression complex. Until the last shadow completely merged into the sea and sky, all the subtle warmth on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold and serious gloom. He turned sharply, taking steady and swift steps, and returned to the somber hall.

At this moment, Yan Kingdom's leader, Song Jitian, and his key advisor, Sun Zhengming, remained in the hall. The two stood before a massive strategic nautical chart, exchanging opinions in hushed, hurried voices, their brows furrowed with deep worry. Seeing Yang Xia return, they immediately ceased their discussion and quickly approached him.

Sun Zhengming's face was full of concern. He eagerly asked, "Mr. Yang Xia, is everything arranged? Is there anything Yan Kingdom can assist us with? Please speak frankly. At this moment, we must work together wholeheartedly and not hold back." (End of Chapter)