The Prodigal Son of the Empire

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If she can help herself to sit on the position of the great leader, she can help herself unify the grassland and establish a royal court!

But now she says, she picked the wrong guy!

She gave up... herself!

I am the Lord of Destiny, and I am the only one who can save the grassland...

"Sana tribe, donate ten thousand gold coins and a whole box of jade articles to the chief!"

At this moment, a voice of chanting resounded and brought back Mao Dun's thoughts.

"Sana Tribe..."

"Wang Kang!"

Mo Dun murmured, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal.

Accompanied by this sound, there was also a commotion in the surrounding area.

"Ten thousand gold coins! A whole box of jade articles, a tribute from the Sana tribe, is really precious!"

"Sanamo has always been feared by the big boss, this is a show of loyalty."

"I heard that Zhao Jun first went to the Sana tribe. Perhaps these tributes were obtained from Zhao Jun..."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and they all focused on the front. This kind of precious tribute must have been obtained by Sanamo.

The so-called head mouth is the first mouthful.

After the cattle and sheep are roasted, they will be rewarded by the chief. This first bite represents the greatest honor.

Mao Dun said lightly: "Sanamo, your tribute is really precious!"

"Sanamo is willing to dedicate everything to you!"

"Really? But how did I hear that you colluded with Zhao Guo's army?"

Hearing this, Sana Morton was startled, and then calmly said: "I know that the chief may have heard some rumors. Zhao Jun has indeed been to our Sana tribe and almost started a war. These tributes were obtained at that time. , Sanamo did not dare to leave half a point, and dedicated it all to the big boss!"

"Your tribute is very precious, but this is not what I want!"

Maodu asked in a cold voice: "What I want is a person's head, I don't know you, should I give it or not?"

The voice is full of a kind of chill, which makes the whole atmosphere different.

All are muted.

There is only the piercing sound of the flames swaying.

Sanamo's voice was trembling.

"I don't know, chief, whose head do you want?"

"It's him!"

Mao Dun stretched out his fingers and said coldly: "It's him, the follower who has been by your side all the time!"

A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"how can that be?"

Sanamo's face was horrified, and the person Modu pointed at was Wang Kang who was pretending to be a barbarian and his entourage!

How could the big leader know?

Wang Kang lurks by his side and knows very little about it, not even his cronies.

Only his eldest son Sanani and his second son Sanal know.

that……

Sanamo turned his head, the second son was not here, he was running around delivering information to Wang Kang, the only thing left was... the eldest son Sanani!

In an instant, Sanamo's heart was extremely cold!

From this point of view, the chieftain Mao Dun should have known about it long ago.

Proposing it under the watchful eyes of everyone is to force him to express his opinion and break the alliance between him and Wang Kang.

It is very likely that the tribe warriors brought by themselves have been controlled!

If you refuse now, you will surely die!

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly!

In the end, the one who betrayed him turned out to be his own son!

There is no way out.

In this case, Wang Kang can only be handed over, for the sake of the tribe, but also for himself...

"What? Don't you want to?"

Mao Dun said coldly: "Didn't you just say that? Are you willing to give me everything, just the head of a follower, are you not willing to give it to me?"

After his voice fell.

There are some people around who have gathered around, and the saber gleamed penetratingly under the firelight.

Sanamo was about to speak, and in this case, he had no choice.

Wang Kang's reinforcements have not been seen either, so this should not be considered a breach of contract...

"I……"

"Ha ha!"

At this moment, accompanied by a loud laugh, Wang Kang came out.

He strolled in the courtyard, as if he didn't feel nervous at all, while walking, he tore off the beard sticking to his face.

What was revealed was a young smiling face, which was completely different from the faces of the surrounding barbarians.

"Zhao people!"

"There are Zhao people here!"

All of a sudden, the whole scene became chaotic.