Chapter Seventeen: Our Enemy Is the Divine!

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But.

Hearing the question posed by Ambassador Matsuken.

In this solemn setting.

Old Jin's lips suddenly curled upward.

His stern, aged face twitched for two seconds, as if restraining something.

At last, he could no longer hold back, and burst into laughter.

That smile was filled with scorn!

"Hahaha, deal with you lot?" Old Jin laughed as he looked at everyone present. "To deal with you, why would we need to conscript fifty million soldiers?"

"You all overestimate yourselves."

"And seriously underestimate Daxia!"

With these words, the faces of all the foreign diplomats present changed. The Matsuken ambassador from Kameda, who had spoken earlier, clenched his fists: "What do you mean? Are you insulting Kameda?"

"Ahem," Old Jin calmed his breath, his tone slightly more formal: "No, I am not insulting Kameda."

"What I'm saying is..."

"None of you here are worth our conscripting fifty million soldiers."

"Hah, conscripting fifty million just to deal with you... You really think too highly of yourselves."

Arrogant!

At that moment, Old Jin exuded a wild, untamed energy!

To deal with you, why would we need fifty million conscripts?

With Daxia's current military strength, do we really need to conscript fifty million more to deal with you?

The Matsuken ambassador wanted to retort, but had nothing to say.

Kameda, though a powerful country, only had a population of one hundred million!

Just as Old Jin said, Daxia doesn't need fifty million conscripts to deal with them.

At that moment, all the diplomats present felt a chill down their spines.

Wasn’t Daxia supposed to be a nation without temper?

In fact, until now, Daxia had followed the ancestral principle of kindness, responding to provocations with mere protests.

But these diplomats had mistaken that kindness for weakness, for a lack of backbone.

Now.

With the descent of the divine imminent, Old Jin had no patience for diplomatic niceties, and unleashed his words directly!

In an instant.

These diplomats were stunned to realize—Daxia was not without temper!

To deal with you, why would we need fifty million conscripts?

Such words—only Daxia would dare utter them!

"The sleeping dragon has awakened!"

"Damn it, when did the dozing lion bare its fangs!"

The foreign ambassadors were shocked, staring incredulously at Old Jin.

And at that moment, following Old Jin's declaration—

The domestic forums exploded!

"Damn, when did our spokesperson get so bold?"

"To deal with you, why would we need fifty million conscripts! Daxia’s might shines! What dominance!"

"Old Jin is formidable! Daxia is formidable!"

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"Exactly, do we need conscripts to deal with these guys? Hah, that little Kameda, a few peace missiles would clean it right up."

"Hahaha, they really think too highly of themselves! Do they think we're still the Qing Dynasty?"

Meanwhile, international viewers watching the livestream grew indignant upon hearing Old Jin’s words!

"Daxia is so arrogant!"

"Right, I, a citizen of Kameda, refuse to accept this! Daxia, with their current military... uh, sorry, Daxia is impressive."

"Let them brag! In my country of White Elephant, people drink cow urine and practice yoga every day. With just one of our warriors on a motorcycle, Daxia's soldiers would drop dead from fright!"

"Yeah, your White Elephant country can fit three hundred people on a motorcycle, that skill would terrify anyone..."

For a moment.

The press conference grew awkward again.

Ambassador Matsuken of Kameda had finally mustered the courage to question Daxia.

Only for Old Jin to bluntly say, "To deal with you, why would we need fifty million conscripts?"

Leaving the ambassadors utterly speechless.

The courage they had just summoned vanished once more...

"Ring ring..." Old Jin's phone rang again.

He took it out and glanced down.

Lin Fan: "The Head of State just called me again. Old Jin, you’re like my own grandfather—could you tone it down a bit? Before you went on stage you said you had no confidence as a spokesperson; this isn’t what you showed! Is this what you call lacking confidence?"

"But I really don’t know how to be a spokesperson, and wasn’t it you who told me to be more confident?" Old Jin pondered and replied.

"Just tone it down!" Lin Fan’s heart was in turmoil. "You’re making Daxia seem so belligerent! Look, you’ve scared them—some are trembling!"

"Go comfort them!"

"Alright," Old Jin sighed and put away his phone.

To be honest, Old Jin didn’t think he’d gone too far.

Conscripting soldiers is an internal affair—what business is it of theirs?

These foreign ambassadors come running over, each with an accusatory attitude... what does it have to do with them? Isn't this blatant interference in domestic affairs?

With Old Jin’s temper, not cursing them out directly was already giving them face.

He took a deep breath: "Ahem, I spoke a bit harshly just now. What I really mean is..."

"You do not have the right to question Daxia."

These refined words stung even more than his previous arrogance!

You have no right!

This was Daxia’s attitude toward the foreign ambassadors who had come to question them!

Daxia, now, cannot be questioned by you!

"You..." Ambassador Matsuken glared, about to speak.

"Questioning Daxia’s conscription—hah, you’re not upholding justice, so don't pretend to be righteous." Old Jin sneered. "You’re afraid!"

"You fear Daxia!"

"You fear the people of Daxia!"

"You fear Daxia going to war with you!"

"Only because of this are you so terrified by Daxia's conscription of fifty million, so you interfere in our internal affairs—hah, our own conscription, what does it have to do with you?"

"If you weren't afraid, not fifty million, even a hundred million—would you come and ask?"

"If you are afraid, then don’t put on an accusatory attitude! If war truly broke out, could any of you withstand it?"

For a moment, those foreign ambassadors fell silent.

They did not want to admit it.

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But in truth, they were afraid!

"Apologize, recognize your place, and this matter will be settled. Otherwise, you may as well leave now. This is Daxia’s stance."

Old Jin snorted coldly.

Ambassador Matsuken slowly bowed his head. "I apologize. Please tell us why Daxia is conscripting."

In that instant.

All the foreign ambassadors, who had strutted in with pride before the conference, now hung their heads.

"I am very sorry, but please..."

"I'm sorry..."

Apologies echoed through the hall!

This was the world's apology to Daxia!

"Enough," Old Jin snorted, his voice deep and solemn. "Now that you’ve shown your attitude, I’ll show some mercy and answer your questions."

"After all, our ancestral principle is kindness."

"The purpose of Daxia's conscription is indeed to prepare for war, but it is not to go to war with any nation."

For a moment.

All the ambassadors, all the citizens watching the broadcast, stared wide-eyed in confusion.

Prepare for war.

But not with any nation?

What did that mean?

On international forums, users flooded the screen.

"Is Daxia preparing to fight aliens?"

"What’s going on in Daxia? Fifty million conscripts, but not to wage war on other countries?"

"Exactly, fifty million conscripts—enough to overwhelm any country. So what is Daxia preparing for? Is there an enemy more formidable than other nations?"

"If they're not planning to fight other countries, why such a massive mobilization?"

Daxia’s own networks exploded.

"Please explain!"

"Even though I don’t understand, something big must be about to happen!"

"Please, Old Jin, explain—if it's not other countries, who is our enemy?"

In the hall.

Ambassador Matsuken stood up, his expression complex. "Then can you tell us, Daxia... who is the enemy you are preparing to fight?"

"Heh," Old Jin smiled. "Even if you didn’t ask, I was going to say it."

"Taking this opportunity, Daxia will disclose the reason for conscription to all citizens, so they know the situation Daxia faces. And, out of goodwill, we will warn other countries as well."

"Gentlemen."

"The gods are about to descend! In three months!"

"Our enemy is not any country."

"It is—the gods!"