Elder Usun's face darkened at her words. He said impatiently, "Princess Consort, aren't you being overly alarmist? I am one of the Mongol Empire's four Commanders of Ten Thousand Households, and the Great Shaman. Could my life really be in danger?"
The graceful, curvaceous figure opposite him was none other than Haemish. Though she was extraordinarily beautiful and utterly charming, her status was highly sensitive, so even Usun dared not harbor any improper thoughts toward her.
"Oh?" Haemish's brows lifted slightly. "Since the Great Shaman is not worried, why were you so restless in the camp just now?"
Elder Usun snorted and did not answer.
Haemish continued, "You know better than anyone that the Mongol Empire values clear rewards and punishments. This time, several thousand Kheshig Guards were wiped out, Bo'olghu died in battle, and even Öchen was killed. Someone must ultimately be held responsible. Of those who survived, there are only you and the Water Moon Great Sect Master. As a mere guest, the Water Moon Great Sect Master cannot bear such a heavy responsibility."
Elder Usun replied, "At worst, they will strip me of my title as Commander of Ten Thousand Households and reduce my lands and subjects." He was even certain that he could retain his position as Great Shaman. After all, it was in his capacity as Great Shaman that he had "prayed" to Heaven for Genghis Khan's title. If they removed him as Great Shaman, would that not shake the Great Khan's own legitimacy?
"Under normal circumstances, such punishment would indeed be enough. But..." Haemish changed the subject. "The main reason the Kheshig Guard was annihilated this time was because you failed to provide a timely warning. And the reason you could not use your spiritual power to warn them was because you lusted after