As he said that, Zhou Jian led Yue Yao and was about to leave.

In an instant, all the senior coalition leaders in the tent were about to draw their swords and rushed forward, with their eyes showing a beast-like ray of light.

There is no doubt that as soon as Zhou Jian left, they would chop eleven trumpets up.

Yimuda's old face was frightened!

Forced to shout, "No!"

"Since Your Majesty wants me to kneel down, then I will kneel down!"

As he said that, he gritted his teeth and took the lead, and his knees slowly knocked to the ground. Although the other ten trumpets were extremely reluctant, they still knelt down.

"Hahaha!" Suddenly, a burst of laughter and contempt sounded in the tent.

"Dunhuang bald donkey, but that's it!"

"A group of waste, I'm afraid of it. It turns out that the gods in Dunhuang are also afraid of death!"

"Pooh!"

Listening to the unscrupulous insults around him, Yimuda's old face was extremely gloomy and he roared in his heart. When the God Guard came out of seclusion, he was about to be like the ants, without leaving any armor!

Zhou Jian did not stop and mock him, but it was actually a test. As a result, Yimuda and others gritted their teeth and said nothing, which forced him to be alert.

Behind the forbearance, there are often conspiracies.

"Very good. I like people like you who know the current affairs. I heard that you have brought me a lot of gold, silver, jewelry, cows and sheep slaves?"

Imuda squeezed out a stiff smile: "Yes!"

"These things are given to you by our magistrate. I hope they can resolve the misunderstandings and prejudices between our two sides."

"Misunderstanding? Prejudice?" Zhou Jian raised his voice with a hint of sarcasm.

"That's right." Yimuda was very kind-skinned.

Someone wanted to start scolding, but Zhou Jian stopped him, and then quickly laughed: "Since Dunhuang sect has such a big mind, I'm embarrassed to keep holding on."

"Then let it be. I will accept all the things. We will shake hands and make peace!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked strange.

Especially Yimuda raised his head suddenly, a little surprised, so he was so hasty? He was completely confused by Zhou Jian's failure to play cards.

At this time, a speaker whispered to remind him about something.

Yimuda remembered the main purpose of this trip and immediately smiled: "The emperor is generous. We, the people of Dunhuang, will recite scriptures and pray for His Majesty day and night, and pray for the good weather in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

After saying good things, he quickly changed his mind: "But, Your Majesty, look... when will the person be returned to us?"

As he said that, eleven trumpets looked at Zhou Jian tightly.

Zhou Jian was confused: "Who is the person?"

Imuda twitched his lips: "Of course, it was Bishop Sudu and Bishop Utoya who were captured by His Majesty."

"Fart!" Zhou Jian suddenly changed his face and shouted loudly. The audience was shocked, which scared everyone to tremble.

"When did I catch them? It is clear that they yearn for the Great Zhou culture and plan to live with me forever. How can they be called arrest?"

"If you don't believe me, I will shout out Xu Tu and the others to see if they are willing to leave?"

Hearing this, Yimuda's face turned as if he had eaten a dead fly, and he knew that Zhou Jian did it on purpose, but he could not turn his back on his face.

"Dear Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you are so inauthentic."

"Rareless!" The senior leaders of the tribe yelled.

"How old are you? How old are you?"
Chapter completed!