Su Xin directed his gaze at Feng Yan, who responded with an air of helplessness.
Actually, the meaning in Feng Yan's words was very simple, he wanted more manpower and money.
If Su Xin didn't agree, then it was also simple, if he couldn't complete the task from higher ups, don't blame him.
To Su Xin, such tactics seemed quite trivial. Another might have agreed to his demands at this moment, as it were only some minor concessions. Whether it was to temporarily solve the problem at hand or to quickly stabilize the hearts of the people in the Jianghuai Province, satisfying his demands didn't seem too much to ask for.
But to Su Xin, was he really interested in the Jianghuai Province? Rather than having an unobedient Jianghuai Province, Su Xin would prefer one that was completely under his control.
Su Xin watched Feng Yan, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table. Each tap as if slamming into Feng Yan's chest, making him extremely uncomfortable.