Suritu's uninvited arrival was something no one in the Han Tribe had expected. Even You Zhi, who was in charge of intelligence, had received no advance warning. Modun and the Xin Tribe had been putting too much pressure on Suritu, and he had always been fairly obedient, so it was understandable that no one had noticed him.
However, the big shots of Kaiyuan Commandery were not panicking, because just as they had expected, Suritu still lacked the courage to attack the Han Tribe for the time being. He was different from Modun. At least Modun had the Xin Tribe's cooperation and could obtain plenty of daily necessities for himself.
Suritu, on the other hand, could only rely on the Han Tribe. Once he fell out with the Han Tribe and lost its support, Modun, backed by the Xin Tribe, would definitely be the first to kill him.
Of course, Suritu had a second option: he could willingly bow at Modun's feet and become Modun's lackey. But that was impossible. Suritu was an ambitious man. If he had been willing to become Modun's lackey, he would have done so two years ago. There was no need to wait until the Han Tribe had established a foothold on the grasslands. That would not serve his interests.
That was why Blood Butcher and Chai Duoduo were not particularly worried. For now, they only needed to send people to keep an eye on Suritu. As long as their side suffered no obvious defeat, he absolutely would not dare act rashly. If they were about to win, he might even lead his troops in pursuit to kick a dog when it was down.
There were many benefits to doing so. First, he could curry favor with the Han Tribe and secure the favor of having