"Of course, whether I can sit securely on the throne as Emperor of Great Xia in the future will still depend on Master Nian putting in a good word for me before the Great Khan." Seeing Song Qingshu's expression, Helian Tieshu seemed to realize that he had gotten a little carried away. He hastily changed his tune and put on a fawning expression.
Song Qingshu smiled. "I'm afraid I can't do that."
"Why?" Helian Tieshu's heart skipped a beat. He thought the Mongol Empire was planning to discard him after crossing the river.
"Because..." Song Qingshu deliberately lowered his voice, drawing Helian Tieshu closer despite himself.
In an instant, Song Qingshu struck, sealing Helian Tieshu's acupoints all over his body. The personal guards Helian Tieshu had brought with him were no weaklings either. They hurriedly drew their blades and rushed forward, while one of them urgently tried to sound the alarm outside.
Unfortunately, Song Qingshu and the others had planned this while their enemies had not. How could they let them succeed so easily? Song Qingshu moved like a ghost, subduing several guards in only a few leaps. As for the guard trying to raise the alarm, the three women waiting beside him had already attacked together. Though these men had all been handpicked by Helian Tieshu, the three women were also considered experts in the martial world. Caught by surprise, that guard was subdued without even making a sound.
"Master Nian, why are you doing this? Could it be that the Great Khan intends to discard me after crossing the river?" Faced with this sudden turn of events, Helian Tieshu was filled with terror. He knew that calling for help now would only cost him his life, so he merely questioned them, hoping to preserve his interests through negotiation.