"General Who Pacifies the North!"
"Is there something wrong with this adviser of mine?"
After seeing Wen Yang walk out, Murong Nai hurried after him and asked.
Wen Yang glanced at him, then said coldly, "Hmph! My father once wanted to recruit this man as an adviser, but he actually fled. To think he had come here!"
"Let me warn you, this man is a money-grubbing scoundrel. Do not trust him lightly. Beware of being cheated!"
Hearing Wen Yang's words, Murong Nai hastily nodded. "Yes, sir!"
Looking at the meekly acquiescent Murong Nai before him, Wen Yang said nothing more and quickly left.
Just now, Wen Yang had discussed the problems concerning these Xianbei with Liu Lu.
The Duan Tribe would certainly be incorporated; there was no problem with that. In fact, even without incorporation, they looked no different from the locals. This was merely a matter of completing the formalities for them. Besides, with General Yang keeping an eye on things here, Wen Yang felt reassured.
Then there was the matter of the Murong Tribe.
Liu Lu had also offered a suggestion regarding the Murong Tribe. He asked Wen Yang not to expose his identity. He wanted to stay on and use Murong Nai to make some moves, and he hoped Wen Yang would spare Murong Shegui to help him complete certain tasks.
Wen Yang was quite willing to help his old friend.
Although Liu Lu was thin and frail, unable to withstand a single blow, Wen Yang respected his courage, loyalty, and righteousness, and had long regarded him as a good friend.
Wen Yang valued heroes above all.
The mere fact that Liu Lu had dared venture into the Murong Tribe alone made him worth helping.
Liu Lu had put considerable effort into this undertaking.
He had gone