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Murong Nan coughed twice. He first thanked the person for their concern, then, not surprisingly, opened his mouth.
"This King has been doing well recently." The business was getting bigger and bigger as planned. "Now, however, I am truly troubled. I need to listen to the general's suggestion."
Oh? Molda immediately assumed a listening posture. His body, which was originally leaning against the back of the chair, was now tilting toward Murong Nan. His tone was even more unusually open and easy to negotiate with.
"Why don't you tell me one first, and I'll try it for you?"
Murong Nan put on a good face and slowly got down to business.
"It's also the matter of the selection of the concubines this year."
"I just got the following report. It was said that two days had passed since the Gongzi Selection. But none of the civil servants were present. If he continued to ignore this matter, the Heavenly Wolf Country might not be able to get their promised daughter this year. Indirect damage to the rapprochement between our two countries. "
"Therefore, This King wants to know what to do with those who break the peace?"
Murong Nan didn't plan to continue.
Since ancient times, it has always been a felony to undermine friendly relations between nations. No matter how powerful Molda was, the subordinate he had sent to do the work wouldn't be able to complete the task, and instead, would face the cold punishment. The best case scenario was that the head would fall off and no one would be able to collect the corpse.
He just wanted to know where the 49 was at the bottom of Mordor's heart. The importance of this position would directly affect whether or not he would be able to get an imperial physician to treat him.
However, Morda only gave a faint grunt of acknowledgment.
It was just as Murong Nan had said. As for why did Murong Nan specially pull out his happy hand and bring up 49? Mo Da instinctively thought of the scene from before. Ink Yan had drank three cups of wine in a row, forcing Murong Nan to apologize to a slave.
After a moment of thought, Molda spoke up as well.
"I put 49 in charge. Although he did not arrest enough of his daughters as planned. But he has brought me greater benefits. It is enough for my father in the Sky Wolf Country to stop worrying about the benefits of being a concubine. "
So? Murong Nan blinked in surprise at Molda's calmness. To be able to so calmly admit that there was something wrong with his subordinates, he should be prepared to sacrifice others. However, this thought didn't even last a second. The preparation for sacrifice was cut short by the following words. In an instant, he was ready to give it up.
Immediately, Murong Nan had a bad premonition. He was constantly guessing at the possible reasons.
As a result, Molda was quite carefree and unblinking.
"Yesterday, I had already modified the book for my father, explaining the great contribution that 49 had made to me, the Heavenly Wolf. In order to reward him and at the same time to show that I, the Sirian, do not discriminate against women, I expressly recommend that Father cancel this selection. My lord father used to teach us brothers to keep our eyes open and our hearts open. I believe he will accept such a suggestion. "
Rumble rumble rumble!
Murong Nan felt as if he was struck by lightning!
The Sirian, who had only believed in his people, had actually told him that he wanted to abandon racial discrimination? Who was he lying to?!
However, this was definitely not the main point!
The point was, Molda had mentioned 49 once again! He also patted the moon and promised that even the Imperial Advisor from the Heavenly Wolf Country would agree to cancel this year's tribute!
This directly meant that Berbergo's reputation had already spread to the Heavenly Wolf Country. And it was even remembered by the respected Imperial Advisors! It was evident that he was no ordinary person!
If he did not save her now, perhaps …
Thinking of this, Murong Nan touched the hidden weapon in his sleeve, unwilling to accept it. He cursed this damnable 49, what luck!
