When Xianglihe heard that the wicked man was coming to build Kucha, and saw that the soldiers were carrying goods of excellent quality and color, he, who had lived for decades, was very experienced in human relationships and forced Zhang Erhe to take these flawed goods with him.

Zhang Erhe scoffed at the matter. Having followed the wicked husband for so long, how could he not know what kind of person he was!

Ask him to send a gift?

He'd love to just go to their house and rob them, and even offer them gifts!

However, Xiangli insisted on carrying it, saying that it wouldn't add much burden, and what if they needed it?

Are you suggesting we give away those priceless treasures?

By then, that stingy husband will probably be heartbroken!

Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy!

The wicked man casually picked up a piece of glass the size of a pigeon's egg and laughed, "I was just saying, if we present this as a greeting gift, wouldn't these barbarian princes come running to see me like peacocks?"

The group glanced at the glass he was holding and immediately said with some reluctance, "Grand Commandant, why are you giving them such a treasure? What's the point?"

Zhang Han even clamored, "Grand Commandant, with just one word, you want to annihilate the thirty-five tribes of the Western Regions? I'll lead my men there right now. Why bother sending them gifts?"

Seeing the crowd's agitation, the wicked man waved his hand, a smile playing on his lips, and said softly, "This martial world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social interactions."

"Go, select clever people as envoys, and summon the kings of the thirty-four tribes to come to Kucha for an audience!"

Seeing that the wicked husband was determined, the others did not try to stop him any further. Zhang Erhe turned around and left quickly, arranging for a clever person to go on a mission to the thirty-four tribes.

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Among the thirty-six tribes of the Western Regions, Loulan was the most powerful, followed by Ruoqiang and Shache. They never gave up their ambition to surpass Loulan.

On this day, when the envoys sent by the wicked man arrived in the two countries, the two kings were so enamored with the unprecedented glassware that they could not put it down.

He readily accepted the invitation from his wicked husband.

The two strongest departments agreed, so the other smaller departments had no reason to refuse. Besides, they were told that the wicked husband had something good to discuss with them, so how could they possibly sit still?

Thus, when the envoys returned to Kucha, all thirty-four tribal kings also came with them.

The wicked man extended the warmest welcome to their arrival, hosting a banquet of the highest honors to entertain these kings, which left the Qin army, accustomed to his ruthlessness, somewhat bewildered.

They all exclaimed in disbelief, "Is this...is this still our own decisive and ruthless Grand Commandant?"

At the banquet.

The wicked man was eloquent and smooth-talking, chatting and laughing with the various kings as if they were old friends reuniting.

His attention delighted the kings present, who felt that the rumors about this thing were indeed unreliable.

Why don't you take a look?

This approachable young man doesn't look like an ordinary person at all.

"You have come from afar, which is a great honor for the Qin Kingdom. I will offer this cup of wine on behalf of the King of Qin!" The wicked man stood up, picked up the cup, and drank the full bowl of wine in one gulp.

The Thirty-Four Great Kings were very accommodating and immediately raised their cups to drink heartily.

The atmosphere grew more lively as the drinks flowed, and the dancers began to dance gracefully.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the wicked man began to discuss cooperation, his words filled with respect for the various tribes of the Western Regions and a desire for common development, which made every king present feel an unprecedented sense of importance.

As the banquet progressed, the wicked man gradually revealed his true intention—to establish a trade network centered on Kucha, from which all the tribes of the Western Regions could benefit.

He outlined his plan to establish distribution markets, guaranteeing fair and free trade, and supporting and assisting various departments in selling their specialty products.

The wicked man's proposal greatly appealed to the kings of the various tribes. They saw hope in escaping poverty and moving towards prosperity, and, fueled by alcohol, readily agreed.

Seeing that one of his goals had been achieved, the wicked man once again dragged the kings of the various tribes into a hearty drinking session.

The clinking of glasses and the lively atmosphere intensified.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, the wicked husband waved away the dancers who were gracefully dancing in the hall.

The kings were not fools; seeing this, they naturally understood that the wicked husband still had something to say, and their drunkenness gradually subsided.

They knew that what the wicked husband said next was definitely not a trivial matter!

The wicked man looked around and, seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, slowly began to speak: "Gentlemen, today's banquet is not only to celebrate our friendship, but also to discuss together how to make our land more prosperous and flourishing." He paused, giving everyone present time to process his words.

"Our Qin state will join hands with you all to build a mutually beneficial trade system. Kucha, as the center, will connect the trade routes between East and West, allowing our goods to circulate to farther places." Evil Fu's words revealed a sense of confidence and foresight.

"Gentlemen, don't you think this is a great thing?"

Everyone knew he was setting the stage for what he was about to say, and they all chimed in, "Of course it's a wonderful thing, we should thank the Grand Commandant for his care."

Seeing this, the wicked man nodded and smiled, "However, some people don't want us to cooperate, and they don't want you to become rich and powerful, lest it threaten their hegemonic position."

Upon hearing this, the hall fell into an instant silence so profound that you could hear a pin drop.

The tribal kings were both excited and apprehensive upon hearing this. They knew that this would be a tremendous change, but it also meant a great opportunity.

Of the thirty-six tribes of the Western Regions, apart from the destroyed Kucha, only Loulan is no longer present today.

They understood that the next conversation would inevitably revolve around Loulan!

As expected, the wicked man suppressed his smile and said in a deep voice, "Some time ago, when I, the Grand Commandant, had just arrived in Kucha, the King of Loulan sent an envoy."

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