The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Soon, the sound of creaking stairs was heard, and then a masked man walked up. The mask revealed his eyes and mouth, with a hollow heart-shaped three-petal flame pattern imprinted on the forehead.

This man was none other than Flame Sect's Sect Hierarch, known as the Master.

A woman wearing half a butterfly mask followed behind him.

"Flame, sit down." Jin Yuka smiled and gestured with a raised hand.

"Thank you, Miaojiang King." Flame clasped his fists in salute, then flicked his cloak and sat down on a bamboo chair beside him.

A servant hurriedly brought fragrant tea.

The woman with the butterfly mask reached for the tea to check it, but was stopped by Flame: "Diewu, anyone might want to harm me, but only the Miao King will not." With that, he took the cup and drank it in one gulp.

"Haha." Jin Yuka laughed, "Flame is truly straightforward."

"That depends on who it is for." Flame said, placing the teacup on the bamboo table next to him.

"Haha... Flame, you are my savior, I would never harm you..."

Flame smiled slightly.

"This thing is truly a good thing." Jin Yuka pointed at the incense burner on the bamboo table, "Smelling it makes my whole body feel indescribably comfortable..."

The person behind the mask chuckled softly, "This is the Divine Incense I specially developed for the King, and it seems to work quite well."

"Indeed, quite well, haha..." Jin Yuka burst into laughter, "You are truly my lucky star. Tell me, what do you need? As long as it's within my power, I won't refuse..."

"The King should know, our Flame Sect supports the legitimate line of Dasong." Flame smiled slightly, "Now the Qi family doesn't have rightful legitimacy..."

"This..." Jin Yuka suddenly hesitated. Though Miaojiang had always existed peacefully due to its terrain and had been recognized by the Imperial Court, to overthrow the court was something he dared not get involved in, not even dare to think about.

"Is the King afraid?" Flame sneered, "Does the King truly wish to remain content in such a remote mountain wilderness?"

"Our Miao people have lived here for generations and are accustomed to the mountains and forests..." Jin Yuka sighed, "It's not fear, but self-awareness..." He paused, "Although there are over a hundred mountain villages in Miaojiang, the total population is only seventy or eighty thousand. After excluding women, children, and the elderly, only about thirty percent are capable of fighting. To attack Daxuan's army of a million? That's like throwing an egg at a rock! Let alone Daxuan, even attacking Nanzhao is difficult..."

Moreover, although he was the king of Miaojiang, sending soldiers to war would deplete the young and strong of his village; it wasn't something he could decide with just a word.

Flame listened quietly until the other finished speaking, then remained silent for a while before finally speaking, "Twenty thousand is enough."

The development of the Flame Sect was originally swift, and soon he could have spread his followers throughout Daxuan, then... But just as he reached the north and started seeing progress, they suffered repeated heavy blows, with several bases destroyed and even loss of troops.

"What?" Jin Yuka was stunned.

"Twenty thousand is enough." Flame patiently repeated, "In the future, it can slowly become two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand..."