Xiaofang:...
Ying: So...we're at war. Want to tell me what happened with the prince?
Xiaofang: Well, that vicious pervert, Man Tiger---
Ying: Oh, no. Jing was there?
Xiaofang: Yes, and he--
Ying: Assassinated the prince?
Xiaofang: He kicked an axe into his chest with no provocation.
Ying:
Xiaofang: Well, it gets worse...
Ying: Why does that not surprise me?
Xiaofang: Jing couldn't get to the prince, so he called to his fellow assassin in the stands, a small nun...
Ying: Ah, Cao'er. It's a wonder Jing hasn't gotten that sweet girl killed by now...
Xiaofang: Er, actually she darted through the guards and evaded most of them, but was run through with a spear from behind while she was doing whatever it was she was doing to the prince's near lifeless body. I've brought her corpse here for you to examine.
Cao'er:
Ying: Ew. So, did Jing escape?
Xiaofang: Yes, but as he did, he murdered most of the guards there in a blind rage. I guess Tibet was a bit pissed at all this...
Ying: And that's why we're at war now?
Xiaofang: No.
Ying: What?
Xiaofang: You see, after all this had happened, they were keen to forgive us and let by-gones be by-gones, but then Baltika9 ran onto the scene and started trying to suck the prince's dick. Naturally, they were mad that he didn't ask permission first, so now we're at war.
Ying: Well, that's Baltika for you.
Xiaofang: Indeed.