"Does the Northern Liao King really want to use the Northern Liao King's Order as a wager... If he loses, wouldn't Northern Liao be finished?"
"Are you foolish, or do you think the Northern Liao army is made up of fools? They don't pledge loyalty to this mere token, but to Ye Ling, the Northern Liao King!"
"Exactly, you should see how distinguished the Northern Liao King is, how he so casually despises Miyamoto Musashi, this mighty warrior. His supreme position in the hearts of the Northern Liao army simply cannot be shaken!"
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The crowd below the platform was also shocked by Ye Ling's crazy move of using the King's Order as a wager, and they began discussing it fervently.
Seeing Miyamoto Musashi agree, a scornful smile curled at the corners of Ye Ling's lips.
"Since the precious sword was already our wager, you cannot continue using it."
"This sword was left by the Old Southern Border King, and you, a dwarf from Wo Country, are not worthy to wield it!"