Sang Que ordered a plate of snacks and a pot of tea in the inn's main hall, quietly sitting and listening to the surrounding conversations.
"...Are these bandits not afraid of death?"
"Look at what you're saying, if they don't oppose the court, can they still live? Look at the bandits on the West Yue Mountain, what happened to them after they were recruited? They promised them military positions and rations from the court, but in the end..."
"Exactly, the court's strategy of using a borrowed knife to kill is extremely sinister, recruiting a batch of bandits only to send them to attack other bandits on the mountain, resulting in mutual destruction while the court reaps the benefits."
"How can you call it sinister? This is called a brilliant strategy! We are good people, how can we sympathize with those murderous bandits?"
