May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

Ever since the Dazhao delegation arrived, Huyan Zhuo's uncle, Huyan Jun, has been frowning.

Those foreigners came from afar to support Huyan Zhuo. Although this was their own territory, behind them stood the powerful and well-equipped Da Zhao and the Wen family.

Even after many years, Hu Yanjun still gets a headache when he thinks about the Wen family members on the battlefield back then.

That family was truly a menace; wherever they went, they struck fear into the hearts of their people.

Hu Yanjun was not surprised at all. If war really broke out and the Great Zhao army pressed in, as long as the Wen family showed their faces, the morale of their soldiers would be halved.

However, he could not simply stand by and watch the barbarians submit to the Great Zhao.

Once upon a time, the Great Zhao Dynasty was utterly powerless against them!

When the late Emperor of the Great Zhao Dynasty was alive, the country ceded territory and paid indemnities. The humiliation of the Great Zhao Dynasty was their glory!

If the Wen family hadn't suddenly emerged, they probably would have already occupied the capital of Dazhao by now!

Watching his family decline from its peak to this state, with its current leader so incompetent as to willingly submit, how could Hu Yanjun swallow his anger?

Thinking of this, Hu Yanjun's fighting spirit burned brightly again.

Just then, a servant came in: "Lord Guduhou, the Chanyu has arrived."

Hu Yanjun snapped out of his daze, suppressing his fighting spirit, but his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Hu Yanzhuo is here?

What could it be for?

After thinking for a moment, Hu Yanjun couldn't think of anything his nephew could want from him. However, since the man was now the Chanyu, he couldn't very well refuse him entry. So he said, "Let him in!"

"Yes."

The servant turned and left, and soon Hu Yanzhuo entered.

In the past, whenever the uncle and nephew met, they were always on the verge of war, but today, Hu Yanzhuo's fierce aura seemed much weaker, almost nonexistent.

Even if Huyan Zhuo meant him no harm, he felt nothing but malice towards Huyan Zhuo: "Good nephew, why aren't you hanging out with the Great Zhao people? Why have you come here? Are you planning to kill your own uncle and use my head to surrender to the Great Zhao people?"

"Uncle, how could you think of me like that?"

Hu Yanjun snorted coldly: "Even if you really have such a plan, I won't say anything. After all, since you have already surrendered to Da Zhao, you should naturally show your sincerity!"

His words were quite reasonable, and Hu Yanzhuo was almost moved by them.

Thinking of what those officials had told him, Hu Yanzhuo quickly told himself that the old fox was setting a trap for him.

After all, Hu Yanjun wasn't alone. If he were to cut off Hu Yanjun's head now, he would be hacked to pieces as soon as he stepped out of the tent.

So Hu Yanzhuo took a deep breath and said, "Uncle, we are family. Before... I was just ignorant, but ever since those people from Da Zhao came here, seeing those foreigners running rampant on our territory, I've started to feel uneasy."

Hearing his words, Hu Yanjun was genuinely surprised.

Judging from what this kid said, it didn't seem like he was lying.

It's really rare.

Hu Yanzhuo felt the gaze on him soften somewhat, and continued, "Before, I saw our people buried in war all day long, which is why I had a crooked idea. I thought joining the Great Zhao wouldn't be bad, at least our people could live a peaceful life. But those people in the Great Zhao are really too greedy. They come to our territory and act as if it's their own home. If you didn't know better, you would think we are their people!"

Hu Yanzhuo became more and more excited as he spoke, and Hu Yanjun also became excited as he listened: "That's right! You finally realized it! I've disliked those people from Da Zhao for a long time!"

They acted arrogantly and domineeringly even though it was their territory!

Today you want to eat this, tomorrow you want to eat that, and who knows, the day after tomorrow you might have to ask the sun in the sky to pluck it down for you!

Take measures!

"Good nephew!" Hu Yanjun slapped his thigh. "It's not too late for you to realize this now. If the two of us work together, we can definitely fool them, and then secretly work to restore our clan's former glory!"

As he said this, Hu Yanjun's body trembled slightly with excitement.

Hu Yanzhuo watched coldly.

To regain its former glory?

no way.

At least until the Wen family is destroyed, it's impossible.

If it were only Wen Heng who could fight, that would be fine. In a few decades, they would eventually outlast him. During that time, they could recuperate and perhaps regain their former glory. But the Wen family has more than just Wen Heng.

The old lady of the Wen family, her two sons and daughters-in-law, were all formidable individuals. He had also met the younger generation, and they were no ordinary people either.

Therefore, Hu Yanjun's imagination could not come true.

It's unlikely to happen within at least three generations.

“Uncle is right,” Hu Yanzhuo said. “Uncle has such a high reputation in the clan. Although I have been granted the title of Chanyu, I still have to avoid your sharp edge, let alone those outsiders. If we can get your help, Uncle, we can secretly deal with those people. What do you say?”

"Have they dealt with it?" Hu Yanjun frowned.

He did dislike the people of Da Zhao, but he wasn't stupid. Even when he was extremely agitated, he said he would secretly conserve his strength, not that he would rush forward and kill them.

Hu Yanjun looked at Hu Yanzhuo with a complicated expression.

This nephew of his can be even more ruthless than him when he gets aggressive.

But that's good, because it's precisely because of this that they can shoulder the heavy responsibility of reviving the barbarian tribes.

“Good nephew, now is not the time,” Hu Yanjun said. “The Great Zhao is showing its strength now, we cannot afford to run into them.”

"Uncle, are you scared?" Hu Yanzhuo's face was filled with undisguised disappointment. "Now that Da Zhao has finally sent people over, can't we just be a little more discreet?"

"You mean, to carry out an assassination?" Hu Yanjun's heart skipped a beat.

I have to say, he was really tempted.

Anyway, this matter was proposed by Huyan Zhuo, who is also the Chanyu. If the sky were to fall, Huyan Zhuo would be the first to be hit.

And he, naturally, was the one waiting to reap the benefits.

Hu Yanzhuo nodded: "That's right. I heard that Uncle has an elite force under his command. If we send them, they will surely be able to kill everyone without anyone noticing."

The reason he has been locked in a struggle with Hu Yanjun for so long without killing him is actually because of that group of elite troops.

If Hu Yanjun dies, and those elite troops go berserk, he probably won't escape death either.

Therefore, if they want to take action against Hu Yanjun, they must first eliminate this group of elite troops.

Hu Yanzhuo's words were so direct that Hu Yanjun immediately became suspicious: "Don't you have any people you can use? Why would you use mine?"

“How can I compare to you, Uncle?” Hu Yanzhuo said helplessly. “You know best what my men are capable of. If they were to take action, they would most likely fail. And if we alert them, things would only get worse!”