At that moment, an old man as thin as a bundle of firewood lay on a bed, his legs twisted unnaturally. Looking at the tall young man standing beside him, he could not help frowning.
"My son, what exactly happened?"
This old man was none other than the previous ruler of the Xianbei, Murong Muyan. He had followed Guanqiu Jian on his campaign against Goguryeo, earning considerable military merit, and had been unswervingly loyal to Great Wei.
Standing before him was the current chieftain of the Murong Tribe, his son Murong Shegui.
Shegui was still very young and looked full of vigor, but at that moment, his face was filled with anger.
"A Wei general came and attacked our troops without distinguishing right from wrong. I've already sent someone to negotiate with the governor!"
Mu Yan was astonished by Shegui's words. "My son, didn't I tell you to send men to welcome him? How could something like this have happened?"
Shegui froze, then hurriedly shouted, "I sent men to welcome him out of goodwill! He was the one who suddenly attacked, killed my men, and even killed an adopted son of mine!! I will never spare him!!"
Mu Yan immediately grew angry. "Why would a Wei general attack your envoys for no reason? Tell me the truth! What exactly did you do?!"
Mu Yan was quite loyal to Great Wei, and it was also on Great Wei's account that he had been reduced to his present crippled state.
Earlier, the struggle between Cao Mao and Sima Shi had sparked turmoil in Hebei. The great clans of Youzhou had suffered devastating attacks, while Chen Ben, acting on instructions from the imperial court, had chosen to stand by and do nothing.
Only after He Zeng's orders arrived had Chen Ben begun the