A circle of saliva marks soon appeared on his plain white clothes. Li Mu swung his arms to shake off Ying Jianglu who was hanging on him, but failed.
Ying Jianglu was like a koala clinging to a tree trunk, holding on tightly to Li Mu's right arm and refusing to let go, showing none of the noble reserve of the third son of the Qin state.
"Wu'an Jun, why don't you come with me to fight against the Xiongnu? From now on, I will give you the land and the country will be named Zhao!"
Li Mu responded with a cold look, his face showing no emotion at all, instead he looked even a little indifferent.
"Your Majesty has promised me that as long as I go to Qin, I can preserve the Zhao State's temples and occupy the land without destroying the country."
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