Shen Yi keenly captured the word ‘them’. As long as his mind was not on Miss Chen, it was very sharp. He immediately realized — the Northern Barbarians, named ‘Eighteen Tribes Alliance’, were not one organization. If one wanted to be the king of wolves, besides keeping everyone warm and full, he also had to have sharp teeth to bite the others.

Shen Yi narrowed his eyes and tried to fish for information, "What's the matter? Can the Wolf King tolerate this?"

Chi Ku Yo sneered: "A great hero will eventually grow old, otherwise, how can the wild dog come out?"

Shen Yi heard that Jia Lai Ying Huo was either injured or sick, it seemed that he had lost control of the Eighteen Tribes.

He lowered the Wind Slasher, the point of the blade through the sheath was at the right length to stand on the ground. Chi Ku Yo's pupils shrank slightly. The Black Iron Camp would always remain a shadow over the heads of the Eighteen Tribes.

Shen Yi, holding his elegant tone of Hanlin, said, "Your Wolf King's temperament is very extreme. In recent years, the people have not had a good life. Now, there are massive forces of soldiers in the northwest, the warriors in the Wolf King's hands may not have the heart to go out to war. Forgive me for being foolish, but why must you mix into the group of envoys at all cost to destroy the peace talk? Didn't it also involve the Third Prince, an innocent child?"

Chi Ku Yo looked at him calmly. "The general is right. I'm afraid those in the Eighteen Tribes Alliance also think the same way, but it is not my king's wish. I have sworn to Chang Sheng Tian that I will be loyal to my king, even if I bear the name of a traitor, I will fulfill my king's wishes for him."

Shen Yi: "Please elaborate."

"Beasts must bear the appearance of beasts. If the Eighteen Tribes fall into the hands of those who wag their tails and beg for mercy and are trained by Great Liang to be a dog digging Ziliujin, it would be better for them to die on this path of battling for power," Chi Ku Yo looked at Shen Yi. "General of the black crow, I ask you, do you want to live a miserable life, or die in a fierce flame?"