"Sir, sir, let me hear the worst plan," Zhao Yu expressed his concern about the best plan and dissatisfaction with the middle plan. Naturally, he wanted to study the worst plan further.
Since there was no rush, he might as well hear all the plans and choose the one that would be more comfortable to implement.
The young advisor, not minding the trouble, rubbed the dandelion ring he wore on his other hand and then began to speak, "This worst plan...sounds rather unpleasant."
"Sir... please speak anyway," Zhao Yu, somewhat reluctantly, looked around, remembered that he had dismissed his attendants, and summoned his courage to continue asking.
"Do you have the courage to listen?" the young man asked disdainfully.
"I do have the courage to listen," Zhao Yu mustered up his courage, ready to face death, as if listening to these words meant he could die.
The young man sneered inwardly but said bluntly, "For this worst plan… let's not hold back and kill Zhao Ji!"