"That's my business," Ji Zhiyuan said coldly.
Tang Sanghua stomped his feet angrily and scolded, "You're such an unrepentant, stupid woman!"
Ji Zhiyuan's face darkened. "Who's in charge of the Barbarians?"
The leader of the Barbarians was Germata Duo Sanghua, the woman sitting in front of Ji Zhiyuan.
Duo Sanghua smiled and said, "My daughter is arrogant. Please forgive her, Your Majesty."
Ji Zhiyuan said seriously, "Kill Aguba and stop the Flame Worship Festival. This is the consensus. I believe the leader is here for this reason."
"Of course," Duo Sanghua said.
Ji Zhiyuan said, "In this case, personal feelings can't stand in the face of the general trend. Yan Li's life is useful to me, so I won't let you deal with him. If the Barbarians want to withdraw from the alliance, I have nothing to say."
Duo Sanghua frowned and glanced at Tang Sanghua.
Tang Sanghua sneered, "I think you're the one who is blinded by personal feelings. Have you forgotten what I wrote in the letter?"
"You said to exchange Yan Li's life for the alliance with the Barbarians," Ji Zhiyuan said.
Tang Sanghua sneered, "What about now? Where is Yan Li? "
Ji Zhiyuan smiled. "First, you don't represent the Barbarians. The alliance was made by me and the leader in private. You're just a middleman. Second, Yan Li should have died long ago, but because of your request, I spared his life."
"My request?" Tang Sanghua said angrily, "I didn't expect the king of the Xia Dynasty to play word games for a man."
Ji Zhiyuan said calmly, "The method doesn't matter. What matters is the result."
Then he smiled sarcastically. "You keep looking for evidence to prove that I'm in love with Yan Li, but it's just a cover up."
"Do I need to cover up?" Tang Sanghua was so angry that he laughed. "Tell me, what am I covering up?"
"Whatever you want me to be." Ji Zhiyuan mocked, "You keep trying to prove that I've already fallen. In fact, you've already fallen long ago. You're just looking for a scapegoat to make yourself look less stupid."
Tang Sanghua suspected that Ji Zhiyuan had been possessed by Yan Li. It was not because she hit the nail on the head, but the way she expressed herself was exactly the same as Yan Li. She was suddenly in a good mood because Ji Zhiyuan's behavior could be said to be influenced by Yan Li.
As long as she knew that Ji Zhiyuan wasn't very calm, she had a good reason to be happy.
However, Ji Zhiyuan's next words made her expression turn even uglier.
"And why would a woman hate a man?" Ji Zhiyuan continued, "She must have been hurt. How could a woman hate a man who risked his life to save her? According to common sense, a woman would think that the man fell in love with her, so she would risk her life to confess her love to him, but the result was very regrettable. I believe that a woman who is embarrassed and angry can do anything. "
Tang Sanghua seemed to know her for the first time. She suddenly calmed down and said, "That's very good, but I don't know if you've heard of a saying."
"What saying?" Ji Zhiyuan said.
Tang Sanghua smiled sweetly, "The two most aggressive creatures in the world: one is a mother who protects her child, and the other is a rival in love who shows his fangs."
Ji Zhiyuan looked at her coldly.
Tang Sanghua did not want to be outdone and looked back, showing a charming smile.
The retro gentleman suddenly said, "Oh, I really want to meet this Brother Yan and ask him for advice. He can actually make two such beautiful women fight for him."
"Shut up!" The two women glared at him.
Duo Sanghua suddenly said, "She's here."
She didn't say anything, but no one in the room was surprised.
The door was pushed open and Cang Yang strode in, "Hmm? Why do I feel a murderous intent? Are you going to fight among yourselves before the Fire Worship Festival? "
After Cang Yang, there were two more Desolate Men. One was dressed in the Desolate Man's aristocratic clothing. His appearance, even in the human world, was considered handsome, so this was a male Desolate Man who was unexpectedly good-looking.
The second Desolate Man was a little old, his hair and beard were all white, and he looked old and clumsy. He was stooped and supported himself with a walking stick. He did not look aggressive and aggressive like the Desolate Men, but there was a light of wisdom in his turbid eyes.
After that, two humans, a man and a woman, walked in.
The woman looked surprised when she saw Ji Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, why are you here?"
"Aunty." Ji Zhiyuan was a little happy.
The two people were Shen Liuyun and Zhang Huaibi.
Shen Liuyun quickly walked up, grabbed Ji Zhiyuan's hand, and said, "I thought you would send someone else to preside over this alliance."
Zhang Huaibi's gaze lingered on the ancient gentleman for a moment, then she walked over and lightly bowed, "Your Majesty."
Ji Zhiyuan nodded at him, then said to Shen Liuyun, "I don't trust anyone else."
"But it's too dangerous." Shen Liuyun sighed slightly.
"Sister Drifting Cloud, long time no see," Tang Sanghua said with a smile.
Shen Liuyun then noticed her and smiled, "Little Tang, I'm very happy that you can come."
Tang Sanghua ran over and held Shen Liuyun's arm affectionately, "I'm also very happy to see you, sister. There's not a day that I don't think about you. Did you miss me every day, sister?"
"No," Shen Liuyun said.
Tang Sanghua pouted unhappily.
Shen Liuyun smiled, "Just occasionally."
Tang Sanghua suddenly became happy again, and even made a face at Ji Zhiyuan to show off.
Ji Zhiyuan ignored her, and his gaze fell on the Old Desolate Man. He slowly stood up and said, "This must be His Excellency the High Priest."
"Your Majesty is too grand." The Old Desolate Man bowed slightly.
Ji Zhiyuan then sat down and said, "Respecting the elderly has always been our country's tradition."
The Old Desolate Man was, of course, Tashi Duoji, the High Priest of the Desolate Man.
At this moment, the positions of everyone in the room fully showed the difference in status.
Ji Zhiyuan was the Xia Monarch, and he was in the innermost position. Behind him were Shen Liuyun and Zhang Huaibi. On the left and right sides were the Barbarians led by Duo Sanghua, and the Desolate Man led by Tashi Duoji.
It looked like a tripartite situation, but no matter which race it was, they all respected the leader. Ji Zhiyuan was the leader, so his status was naturally the highest.
The young Desolate Man moved a chair over, and the Old Desolate Man slowly sat down. He then took a glance at Cang Yang.
Cang Yang understood and said, "Everyone here is not a nobody, so I won't introduce you. This is my brother, Lennon. "He pointed at the young Desolate Man and said.
Lennon was the Desolate Man's third prince.
He bowed slightly to everyone, "If we can overthrow my father's tyranny, Lennon will be very grateful."
Cang Yang said, "Since everyone is here, I won't say any more nonsense. This is my private territory, and everyone outside is my subordinates. No one will dare to eavesdrop, so everyone can speak freely. "
With the host making the opening remarks, Ji Zhiyuan did not stand on ceremony and said, "Aguba is the core of the current Desolate Race's regime. To overthrow the tyranny, Aguba has to die. Then, This Emperor has a question. I would like to ask the two Highnesses and the High Priest of the Desolate Race. Why must the three of you kill Aguba? "
Cang Yang said lightly, "My mother is a human. When I was born, she was strangled to death by him."
Lennon gritted his teeth and said, "My wife, Ah Yinong, was raped by my father. She could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide. I want to avenge her."
When he said this, Tashi Doji's face revealed a pained expression. He grabbed the old man's arm, his eyes red, "My wife is the High Priest's beloved daughter."
Everyone could understand. At his age, it was a very pitiful thing for a white-haired person to send off a black-haired person.
Ji Zhiyuan said, "This Emperor believes that if such a tragedy does not happen again, the three races have to be on good terms forever. I hope this alliance will be effective forever."
Lennon said, "Your Majesty, rest assured. If I can fulfill my wish, the Desolate Race will never go to war with the Great Xia."
Ji Zhiyuan looked at Duo Sanghua.
Duo Sanghua said sweetly, "The Hundred Thousand Mountains will advance and retreat with the Desolate Race."
"That's good." The negotiations went rather smoothly. Ji Zhiyuan revealed a smile, "Then regarding the assassination of Abagua, This Emperor has personally come up with a plan …"
The three races came to a consensus, and the discussion process was rather pleasant.
Four hours later, the outcome of the discussion was decided. All that was left was to wait.
Upon returning to the residence that Cang Yang had arranged for them, Tang Sanghua's expression immediately turned gloomy.
Duo Sanghua silently knelt down behind her and said softly, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. This subordinate should not have taken matters into her own hands."
Tang Sanhua walked to the bed and sat down. The retro gentleman and Little Myna stood on either side of her. One of them had a smile on his face, while the other was cold and emotionless. They were supposed to be very different people, but at this moment, they had one thing in common, and that was their awe-inspiring killing intent.
"You have something to say," Tang Sanhua said lightly.
Duo Sanghua said, "In the short term, forming an alliance with the Great Xia is a very bad thing. But in the long term, the barbarians need to rely on a big tree. The Desolate Race, who has lost Abagua, clearly does not have the qualifications. The Hundred Thousand Mountains is just a stronghold that Your Majesty can abandon at any time. Your Majesty can ignore it, but this subordinate can't not think for the barbarians … "
"Oh, you sure have guts." The gentleman's eyes narrowed slightly. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely heavy.
Duo Sanghua felt like she was deprived of her breath as her beautiful eyes protruded.
To her, every moment seemed as long as a century.
Just as her consciousness was about to be destroyed, Tang Sanghua suddenly raised her hand, and the pressure was suddenly relieved. She was like a drowning person who had finally taken a breath of fresh air. She gasped for air, and as she panted, she could not help but retch. After a long while, she gradually recovered.
"How's Zhang Huaibi?" Tang Sanghua ignored her and asked.
The gentleman smiled and said, "As a native, his perception isn't bad. However, this subordinate only needed half a finger to kill him."
Tang Sanghua said snappily, "I'm talking about compared to Abagua."
"That's much stronger." The gentleman said.
Tang Sanghua said excitedly, "Does that mean that he has the ability to carry out that foolish woman's plan?"
"Absolutely." The gentleman said.
Tang Sanghua laughed and said, "Alright, I'll let her be smug for a while before letting her fall into the abyss. Let's see if she still dares to mock me."
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