"That bastard!" Song Qingshu instantly understood what he meant and flew into a rage. He truly wanted to slap him across the face, but seeing Mongols everywhere nearby, he suppressed the impulse.
"As far as I know, Aman and Yalixian are both renowned beauties of the Tieyan Tribe, and they are the wife and daughter of Che'erku, the Tieyan Tribe's greatest warrior. I'm afraid they won't be so easily handed over, will they?" Song Qingshu did not answer directly, instead quietly changing the subject. At the same time, he was somewhat puzzled. Yalixian should have died in The White Horse Neighs in the Western Wind, shouldn't she? Could she still be alive in this world?
Elder Usun snorted. "With the Mongol Empire as powerful as it is now, what tribe on the grasslands would dare defy an order? Besides, we're taking the Kheshig Guard with us this time. They'll have no choice but to hand them over."
"I have a feeling this trip won't go so smoothly," Song Qingshu said gravely.
Elder Usun laughed heartily. "I knew you couldn't bear to part with Feng Nü. Fine, we'll talk after we reach the Tieyan Tribe and see those two beauties. Perhaps by then, you'll be begging me to make the trade."
With that, he strode away. Feng Nü, meanwhile, rushed over in a huff. "If you dare trade me to him, I'll..."
"What will you do?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile.
"I'll expose your identity!" Feng Nü bit her lip hard. Clearly, that lecherous old man had frightened her badly.
"Aren't you afraid I'll silence you?" Song Qingshu looked at her indifferently.
Feng Nü instinctively stepped back, but immediately smiled. "No. How could Master possibly be so cruel?"
"You really don't need to worry so much," Song Qingshu said. "With