The sandalwood tree is different from other barbarian tribes.
This is a ruthless and ambitious man!
Such a person only values worth and will never value you just because you grovel and try to please them.
Two gazes suddenly collided in mid-air!
Li Ru did not bow or kneel.
He stood there, standing on the pool of blood of the Wuhuan people, standing before the Xianbei king, and spoke in a calm, almost indifferent voice:
"The Wuhuan have turned to dust, and in this game of chess on the grasslands, the king has already taken the initiative."
However, the game is not over yet. The Han imperial court is still resting in the south. I, Li Ru, though unworthy, wish to take a piece and enter the game, to be the vanguard for the king, and to play another game…
"I wonder if Your Majesty will accept it?"
Li Ru's voice was not loud, but it carried a strange penetrating power. Every word clearly struck the hearts of everyone present, and struck Tan Shihuai's icy face.
On Tan Shihuai's perpetually frozen face, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards very slowly.
That wasn't a smile; it was more like the playful amusement of a predator seeing a new and exciting prey...
In the depths of Tan Shihuai's light brown eyes, a barely perceptible hint of interest, like discovering a rare treasure, flashed by in an instant.
On the palanquin, the hand with distinct knuckles and terrifying power finally rose and waved casually yet authoritatively at the Xianbei guards blocking Li Ru's way.
The guards immediately sheathed their swords, stood in solemn silence, and retreated, making way for them.
Tan Shihuai's cold gaze fell on Li Ru's face, and he finally spoke, his voice deep and resonant:
"Han Chinese, come forward and speak."
Li Ru nodded slightly, his face still expressionless.
He strode forward, stepping over the dark red blood ice belonging to the tribes of his former "lord," Wugu Lu, his steps steady and composed as he slowly walked toward the snow-white palanquin that symbolized the new hegemony of the grasslands.
Behind him lay the embers of the Wuhuan tribe's complete annihilation; before him stood the unfathomable, scrutinizing, and calculating eyes of the Xianbei king, Tan Shihuai.
"My name is Li Ru. I have met Your Majesty. I am grateful for Your Majesty's favor and am willing to do my utmost to help Your Majesty achieve your great cause!"
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