Zhou Jinru's tone was serious: "There is a saying in my hometown that tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. I don't dare to believe it, but you should be careful."

A cold voice came from under the black cloak: "This has nothing to do with you."

"I'm standing here, and it's about me."

The other party did not answer, but the wind increased, and Zhou Jinru was nailed to the spot like a steel drill. The two faced off for a few minutes, and the wind and sand weakened.

"You are a strange person."

"So are you, the Immortal Army."

Zhou Jinru revealed his identity.

The Changsheng Army said noncommittally: "You can't protect him forever."

"What is the reason why a father hates his son so much that he wants to get rid of him?"

The Immortal Army did not speak. After a long time, he said cryptically: "For humans, aging is a very scary thing. The prince is very good, very similar to the king when he was young."

So much so that King Sargon was afraid of his own son?

Rather than hatred for his son, is it more a fear of aging and death?

Zhou Jinru sighed in his heart, it was exactly what he thought.

"As long as the prince never goes back and stays in his territory, it will be fine."

The subtext of this sentence is that as long as the king does not die, the prince will never want to go back and stay in the territory honestly, otherwise his life will be in danger.

"I can't agree for him. For some things, let the prince make his own decision."

As soon as Zhou Jinru finished speaking, Talat's voice penetrated the darkness.

"Mr. Fourth, I heard everything."

The young pasha, dressed in military uniform, slowly appeared and looked at the Immortal Army with an expressionless face.

He said, "Father will not send you alone."

The Changsheng Army said truthfully: "I came here specifically to see His Highness the Prince. My companions were solving some troubles. A royal chieftain was killed by horse bandits. This is against the rules."

Talat sarcastically said: "So you also know the rules!"

"Your Highness, I have brought you what you need to say. Please allow me to retire."

A fierce wind and sand blew, and the black immortal army disappeared from in front of them.

Taras didn't speak for a long time. He slowly squatted on the ground, his voice was low and his tone was terrifying: "Mr. Fourth, does he really hate me so much?"

Zhou Jinru is an outsider and cannot make an objective judgment, but judging from various signs, the father of the young pasha is a very paranoid person, with such an extreme personality that he can kill even his son.

He also squatted next to the boy, looking down at the sand at his feet.

"Don't worry about those things for now. At least you can live well here."

Talat asked again: "Mr. Fourth, if you were not here, would the Immortal Army kill me?"

The answer in Zhou Jinru's heart is yes. The king of Sargon has murderous intentions. The Immortal Army should not kill people too easily. This is why he must stay here and not even leave the door.

"You don't have to worry about this problem in the future. Jun Wuxi, now that the words have been spoken, as long as you don't leave the oasis territory, you will be fine."

It’s hard for everyone in this world, it’s hard for the father, it’s hard for the son, and what we can do is quite limited.

Talat was silent for a few seconds and then asked: "Mr. Fourth, you already knew this, right?"

"I guessed it too."

Zhou Jinru held the pen of memory in his hand and gently drew a horizontal line in the sand: "Why on earth did the prince of Baisha dare to attack you? He killed three of your guards in a row, sent people to chase you, and even sent troops to chase you. How dare the prince to attack you?"

Killing a pasha is simply unheard of, he must have support behind him."

In fact, the White Sands chieftain only narrowly missed success.

"But if he fails, he will only die. But others don't know. We want to make him a sweet bait and make the last contribution."

"That's why you chose to kill those prisoners."

Zhou Jinru looked at Talat and realized that this kid had already discovered it.

"Hoover was just an accident. I didn't expect him to be so anxious, but it doesn't matter. As long as someone kills the White Sands chief, the rest of the problems won't be a problem."

Talaat wondered: "But I don't understand the reason for doing this."

Zhou Jinru reached out and patted the young man on the shoulder, laughing and saying: "The royal family of Sargon will not tolerate a lowly horse bandit killing the royal chief, let alone other nobles killing the Baisha royal chief, because your business is

A scandal, and the Immortal Army that follows will inevitably disperse their forces to strangle those who violate the bottom line. After all, there are so many Immortal Army, I can't stop them..."

At this point, Talaat completely understood. He reached out and touched the corners of his eyes, and the last trace of luck in his heart disappeared.

It turned out that his father really wanted to kill him.

Mr. Fourth is not strong enough to stop so many immortal troops, so he cannot escape death, but with only one immortal army, he will be forced to retreat.

A scandal is a scandal after all, a scandal that cannot be spread.
Chapter completed!