Shenzhao, surely you know the purpose of our visit? Could you spare us some of these fine weapons?"
Shenzhao sat in his chair, leisurely arranging his crossed legs, and replied calmly, "Of course. This is a fair deal. Why should anyone object..."
A mocking smile touched the corner of Shenzhao's mouth as he looked toward the white-haired old man in the distance. Whitebeard had stood as firm as a mountain from beginning to end, without moving an inch. Shenzhao had taken in the doubts hidden in those deep eyes. He wanted to see just how dark the depths of human nature could be.
After Whitebeard unleashed his world-shaking power and swept away thousands of troops, Shenzhao burst into laughter once more.
“Ha! Ha! Ha! It seems these... strange talismans flying all over the sky were carefully prepared by Shenzhao long ago. After all, the iron bolts and flint crafted in the workshop could never be enough to supply all the armies of the world...”
The content of the classical Chinese text is sometimes a bit confusing. There is no introduction at all to the main character at the beginning, so readers need to explore on their own.