As Li Ru walked along, he seemed to sense something, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye with a cold smile.

Soon, the group arrived at the royal palace in the city.

After the guests and hosts were seated, Li Ru took out She Fu's handwritten letter and handed it to Tan Shihuai.

After reading the letter, Tan Shihuai smiled and looked at Li Ru: "It is a wise choice for your tribe's Shefu chief to form an alliance with our tribe. From now on, our two tribes should cooperate with each other and get closer!"

Li Ru nodded slightly: "The Great Chief is right!"

Tan Shihuai smiled and nodded: "May I ask, Mr. Wen, how long have you been living in the Northern Wuhuan?"

"Replying to the Great Chief, it has been almost six years!" Li Ru replied.

No sooner had Li Ru finished speaking than a cold laugh suddenly came from not far away:

"Ha! In just six years, the Northern Wuhuan, who once dominated northern Youzhou, have been forced by the Han Dynasty to leave their homeland. You are indeed a rare talent!"

Li Ru frowned and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw Han Sui not far away, looking at him with a sneer.

Tan Shihuai, who was standing nearby, did not stop Han Sui's rude behavior.

He also wanted to see how Li Ru would deal with Han Sui's difficult behavior.

Li Ru glanced at Han Sui indifferently. This man dared to speak at this time, so his status must be extraordinary. If he could refute him, it would make things easier for him.

Thinking of this, Li Ru smiled slightly and bowed to Han Sui.

"May I ask your honorable name, sir?"

Han Sui replied, "I am Han Sui, courtesy name Wenyue!"

"Oh, could you be Han Wenyue, who first betrayed the Western Qiang, then joined the Xiongnu, and then the Xianbei?"