Today's overwhelming victory conveys a message: Stu should be more restrained in dealing with them.
Whether they like it or not, they have to comply.
Nastu shifted his gaze to the thin man.
"And you?"
When the thin man heard Stu's voice, he fell to his knees with a thud.
"I will obey the Khan's orders without hesitation."
The thin man's lips were trembling, and his hands were pulling the grass on the ground hard, trying his best not to wet his pants out of fear.
"That's not what I want."
Such a person is not worthy of being the leader of a tribe.
I’m scared this time and said a few words to express my loyalty, but what about next time?
The thin man trembled even more violently and almost buried his head in the ground.
"I see."
If the fat guy hadn't been so stupid and wanted to take credit for the work, he would be the one lying there today.
His cleverness almost got him killed.
"I will find an heir and never come here again."
"Good understanding."
After saying that, Nastu threw the knife to the guard behind him, clapped his hands, and walked into the tent.
Before entering the tent, Nastu was pulled by an unknown force and turned to look at the small hill behind him on the right.
The figure he had been thinking about all morning stood there.
He was thankful that his eyesight was very good. Even though they were three hundred meters apart, he could still see the light flashing in Su Yumo's eyes.
He was most familiar with that look.
Nastu raised his lips and smiled, kissing the white hair on his wrist.
During the fight, he deliberately protected it so that not a drop of blood would be spilled on it, and now it is as clean as before.
Su Yumo also has very good eyesight. In today's world where nine out of ten people wear glasses, she still maintains a vision of 5.1.
She put her hand to her lips and blew him a kiss.
At that time, the first snow had not yet fallen on the grassland, and the vast expanse of green was still the background color of the crowd.
The king who had just won a victory kissed the wristband that his lover had put on him.
Pious and precious.
Nothing in the world could compare to her looking at him.
Whether he reaches the top in glory and is admired by thousands of people, or falls to the dust and is cursed by everyone.
He wishes the former to remain forever, and is not afraid of the emergence of the latter.
His lover saw his bravery from a distance and sent him her love from three hundred meters away.
He is her biggest hero.
He can pick up a spoon and cook for her alone, or he can pick up a sword and fight in all directions.
There were two children nearby cheering for Nastu's victory.
Soon they will welcome two lively children.
Is it a boy or a girl?
Unfortunately, the others were still stuck in the battle just now and didn't come back to their senses for a long time.
Many, many years later, Su Yumo's memories traveled through the torrent of time and returned to her mind.
The first picture that popped up was this one.
She lay in the rocking chair on the rooftop and watched the sunset slowly set.
The golden afterglow sprinkled on the still handsome face, the fluff on it was clearly visible, and the black hair emitted bits of golden light.
People were already in tears.
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