"Chief Simon has lived for decades longer, so his knowledge is no less than that of us women. He should know the principle that if the skin is gone, the hair cannot survive!"

Song Liyun frowned and shouted at the Simon chieftain who had provoked her.

Her blunt approach startled everyone in the main hall, and they fell silent.

Simon's face also darkened.

Although he came to Mida City to do business, Zhao Tingduo treated him fairly politely, just like other tribal chiefs, without showing him any special treatment.

With the situation on the Xuyang Grassland still unresolved, he had no choice but to swallow his pride in order to make money and do business.

Now that Zhao Tingduo has left, Mida City has lost its leader. Where does this woman from the Wu Dynasty get the audacity to be so rude to me?

Simon spoke with a sinister tone: "Lady City Lord, if you want to protect Mida City, you'd better be polite to us chieftains. Just give us some convenience in opening shops, and we'll send some of our tribal soldiers; otherwise..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the threat in his words was palpable—he intended to take advantage of the situation and seize control of the company!

This person was too arrogant. Before Song Liyun could even speak, Lao Qian, Fang Zheng, and Aqiya, who were standing beside her, had already drawn their knives with a clang.

The atmosphere immediately became tense, and several leaders retreated to the doorway.

Chieftains are not allowed to bring guards or weapons into the city lord's mansion. If they face a long sword with their bare hands, no matter how thick their body is, it won't be enough to cut them down.

Song Liyun raised her hand, signaling Lao Qian and the others to calm down, before coldly asking, "What kind of convenience does Chief Simon want?"

Simon tilted his head back, his eyes gleaming with smugness, and said, "We want to open brothels in Mida City, and we also want to allow the slave trade!"

"Every tribe on the grasslands has slaves, but your Mida City insists on making an exception, saying that slaves cannot be sold. Perhaps the lady doesn't want to see those Wu Dynasty women pleasing us Di men! Hahahaha!"

Simon seemed to have thought of something interesting. He glanced at Song Liyun and then burst into laughter.

Song Liyun didn't laugh, she just stared at him coldly: "What if I don't agree? What do you want then?"

Simon stopped laughing and turned to look at everyone in the hall: "Mida City is the Mida of the Di tribe, the jewel of our grasslands."

But now even our few businesses require a woman from the Wu Dynasty to make decisions, and our tribes have become the lowest of the low.

"The royal cavalry is about to attack, and the city lord's wife is still suppressing us for her own selfish interests. This cannot be allowed!"

Under his encouragement, several tribal chiefs' eyes flickered, but they all kept their mouths shut and remained silent.

Chief Simon had mentioned to them more than once that the city of Mida was too strictly controlled, and that not only were the prices of various goods not allowed to be sold arbitrarily.

Even the movement within the city is not as relaxed as in the royal city. In the past, as long as you sent generous gifts to the four major tribes, you could do whatever you wanted.

Now that the city lord has led his troops out, the city's defenses are weak. If Mida City wants the various tribes to send troops, it's a good opportunity to gain some special privileges.

If the royal court really attacks, as long as the wind direction is wrong, we can hold off the attack for a while and then switch sides.

Zhao Tingduo had only been gone for three days, and might suddenly return; the tribal chiefs were still observing.

Simon's words made Lao Qian and the others grit their teeth, but without Song Liyun's orders, they could only glare at him.

Song Liyun lowered her eyes. There are many people, but not all hearts are united. There have been many tribes in the past two years. In times of prosperity, everyone has a smiling face, but in times of trouble, true feelings are revealed.

She doesn't expect every tribe to be loyal; she just hopes they won't cause any trouble.

These people in front of me...

Just as Chief Simon was secretly pleased, someone jumped up and shouted, "Chief Simon, you can leave now. Taking advantage of Mida City's troubles, you're deliberately threatening the lady. Your hearts are black. Even vultures wouldn't eat your flesh if you died."

Song Liyun raised an eyebrow. The one who spoke was Muhan, the chieftain who had asked the question first.

The old man pointed at Simon, his eyes wide, his face flushed, and his fingers trembling with anger.

In this critical moment, instead of uniting to fight the enemy, these people couldn't wait to threaten the city lord's wife.

What is this? This is a usurpation of power!

Chief Simon wasn't afraid of the old man at all, and said nonchalantly, "Muhan, your tribe has more than three hundred people, right? If you need a protector, join my tribe! I have five hundred tribal soldiers to protect you!"

Muhan snorted angrily, "Although my tribe is small, the men here are all respectable, not greedy little dogs that bark at anyone who has a bone."

In the main hall, all the chieftains' eyes were looking in one direction. Many of them came from the Xuyang Grassland and naturally knew the secret.

Simon's close relationship with the four major tribes was extraordinary, and almost everyone knew it.

At this moment, when Muhan said "the little dog that runs for a bone," he was pointing his finger at him and cursing.

Simon gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Muhan, you can just wait to die outside Mida City!"

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This meeting of the leaders ended on a sour note.

Some people tried to talk to Song Liyun, but left dejectedly under the watchful eyes of others.

As soon as everyone left, Song Liyun immediately said to Aqiya, "Tell Jian Fangtong that he has a mission in the city."

The Zhenbei Army, which retreated from the mine, did not enter Mida City. Instead, they rested outside the city for one night before quietly returning to Hecheng.

Two days later, black smoke suddenly rose from Simon's headquarters, which had been located outside Zhaxiashi Pass.

The Zhenbei Army suddenly launched a night attack on the tribe.

Amidst shouts of killing, all the men who resisted were beheaded, especially the Simon chieftain's family, from the oldest to the youngest, none were spared.

The rest of the people, along with the livestock, were all escorted into Xiashi Pass.

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