Sitting at Home Behind Closed Doors, Fortune Came Down from the Heavens

"Great Chieftain, what do you mean by this?"

Tian Youqing's face changed drastically. As he savored the other man's words, terror erupted uncontrollably in his heart, making his legs tremble slightly.

Yet the pride in his heart still held Tian Youqing up, allowing him to maintain a righteous, awe-inspiring facade as he said solemnly, "Tian is an appointed official of the Great Rui court. My every action concerns the court's dignity. Great Chieftain, you wish to keep me here? Are you not afraid of inviting disaster? Privately detaining a court official is no different from declaring war!"

"Do you take me for a fool?" The great chieftain of the main tribe grinned. "Great Rui can't wait for me to leave. If I capture an official and tell them that I'll withdraw my troops if they hand over this man, what can they do to me? Didn't that imperial envoy send people to persuade us to retreat for the sake of stability? Would they really start another war over a useless thing like you? Are you really that important?"

At this, Futu, who stood nearby, sneered. "Tian Youqing, stop pretending. We have spies in the Central Plains too. We know you and the imperial envoy are at odds—you are political enemies. If we capture you, not only will the imperial envoy not retaliate, he may even give us something in return."

"Exactly!" The great chieftain nodded, revealing a cruel smile. "You toyed with us for so long before this. You must give us an explanation and make some contribution.

"Otherwise, I'll return home while you continue living free and easy in the Central Plains. That would leave me uneasy—uncomfortable! And when I'm uncomfortable, it affects my health. Haven't you always told me to take care of myself? Then come back with