Sima An shook his head and said: "His Royal Highness King Su guarantees them, how can I just turn a blind eye? However, I will send someone to keep an eye on them."

Zhao Hongrun nodded and said: "Yes... the people of the Qingyang tribe are trustworthy, and the general will gradually change his mind."

"I hope... let's stop the discussion here for the time being, and wait until Ji Yan and Le Kui find out about the movements of the Jie people, and then we can discuss it in detail."

With that said, Sima An personally led Zhao Hongrun to the tent prepared for the latter, which was also near the Chinese army and not far from Sima An's commander's tent.

"Your Highness slept outdoors yesterday, please have a good rest."

In the tent prepared for Zhao Hongrun, Sima An said.

"Thank you, General."

"I don't dare." Sima An bowed his hands and exited the tent.

But when he left the tent, he stopped, looked back at Zhao Hongrun, and couldn't help but praise: "Seek common ground while reserving differences... What a statement as bright as a pearl."

Zhao Hongrun smiled reluctantly, feeling a little embarrassed. After all, he had stolen the core diplomatic ideas proposed by a great man in his memory, but it was undeniable that this was also the best way to resolve the disagreement between him and Sima An.

With the internal worries resolved, then it’s time to fulfill my “promise” to Nabitat!

Zhao Hongrun secretly guessed.

In his opinion, the Jiejiao tribe should have already been prepared.
Chapter completed!