Interrogation

General Zhesu swayed his black-iron-tower-like body into the tent. Everyone instinctively leaned aside to make room.

"Hmm, quite a few familiar faces. Come, meet the new King Yue Zhu of the Naihang Tribe." Zhesu's tone was forceful, as though anyone who dared say no would immediately provoke him into staking his life.

Only then did everyone notice that someone else stood beside his massive body. He was short and stocky, with a pink-and-white face. Compared with General Zhesu, he looked like a large doll wearing leather armor. Someone recognized him as one of King Yue Zhu Chakleg's sons.

Gu Shenwei was a guest, as well as an outsider, so he remained silent. Strangely, from Shulitu and Dudun all the way to the ordinary officers, no one spoke either. They looked at one another, all wearing expressions of embarrassment and displeasure.

When the pink-and-white doll spoke, his voice was rough and gruff, not childlike in the slightest. "The various branches of the Naihang Tribe unanimously chose me as King Yue Zhu. Does anyone object?"

The new King Yue Zhu was just as aggressive as General Zhesu. He did not look as though he had come to attend a feast, but rather to pick a fight.

Even fewer people spoke. At last, Dudun let out a laugh and said, "General Zhesu, it seems you've forgotten something."

"Finally, I've run into a living person. Dudun, tell me—what have I forgotten?"

Zhesu addressed him by name, but Dudun showed no anger. Looking at the new King Yue Zhu, he said, "The Naihang Tribe does not share the Khan King's bloodline. The Old Khan King made an exception and appointed a King Yue Zhu, but he never said that this King's Title could be passed down from generation to generation."

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