Chapter 2124 Imperial Envoy Lord Ruan!

"To surrender to the Northern Barbarians?"

Lin Tianhao shook his head. "We, Mo Xue Territory and Wu Feng Territory, are all people of Dayu. If we surrender to Bei Mang, I will lose the hearts of the people."

"Public support?"

Mo Xunyanlan sneered, "Nowadays, if anyone were to give the Great Yu a full meal, would they care whether the ground beneath their feet belongs to the Great Yu or the Northern Barbarians?"

"What you said is true, but I think it's fine as it is now."

“The Northern Barbarians won’t attack me, and the Great Yu Dynasty is also finding it difficult to deal with me right now.”

"Aren't you being a bit too naive? Didn't you see how your Great Yu Dynasty's rebel army was wiped out?"

“A Grandmaster would be enough to deal with you.”

Lin Tianhao stared at Mo Xunyanlan for a while, then said calmly:

"What if one Grandmaster isn't enough?"

Hear this.

Mo Xunyanlan was slightly taken aback. "You...you have a Grandmaster backing you up?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Whether it's Yu the Great or the Northern Barbarians, there are only so many Grandmasters. It's impossible for you to have a Grandmaster behind you."

Lin Tianhao smiled noncommittally and said:

"The Great Yu Dynasty was neither very large nor very small. How can you be so sure that there were no Grandmasters you don't know about?"

Hear this.

Mo Xunyan looked at Lin Tianhao with some surprise and uncertainty.

Subsequently.

Her gaze then fell upon Mo Xunyanxue.

"Senior sister, don't look at me, I don't know anything about this."

Mo Xunyan took a deep breath, trying her best to calm herself down.

"Whether what you're saying is true or not, I still suggest you join the Northern Barbarians."

"Yu the Great is not as simple as you think. Above the Grandmaster, there are also terrestrial immortals."

"Thank you for reminding me," Lin Tianhao said.

Mo Xunyan waved her hand, turned around and left, disappearing from sight.

After Mo Xunyanlan left, Mo Xunyanlan whispered:

"Da Yu probably won't be in such a hurry to make a move against you. During the struggle for the throne among the nine princes, someone will definitely try to win you over. I just don't know which prince's people will be the first to speak out."

Lin Tianhao smiled noncommittally and said:

"Why can't she be a princess?"

"I heard that Emperor Yu the Great had five daughters."

"Princess?"

Mo Xunyan shook her head. "It's unrealistic for princesses to compete for the throne. Even if no princes come out to compete, there are still grandsons of the emperor. It's not going to be the princesses' turn."

"Now that it's a situation of nine princes vying for the throne, there's even less chance for those princesses."

Just as Lin Tianhao was thinking this, Dugu Moxue's voice came from outside.

"Sir, something has happened."

Lin Tianhao straightened his clothes and opened the door.

"What's the matter?" Lin Tianhao asked.

Dugu Moxue said with a stern face:

"Rumors are circulating that our Mo Xue Territory and Wu Feng Territory have joined the Northern Mang Dynasty. Emperor Dayu has dispatched an imperial envoy to investigate this matter. They want you to prove your innocence and hand over Mo Xue Territory and Wu Feng Territory."

Lin Tianhao's eyes narrowed slightly; things were developing in a way that was somewhat different from what he had expected.

He originally thought that several princes would line up to win him over, but to his surprise, the one who came was an imperial envoy.

"The imperial envoy is already on his way, and I've heard that he's accompanied by experts from the Divine Martial Bureau. The situation is probably not optimistic."

Mo Xunyanlan had just left when this incident happened, which inevitably made Lin Tianhao overthink things.

Not right either.

It would take some time for the news to arrive, meaning the matter had already been decided before Mo Xunyanlan contacted him.

Although there have been discussions about whether Mo Xue Territory and Wu Feng Territory have secret deals with the Northern Mang Dynasty, these voices are not very loud.

Normally.

Given the current situation of the Yu Dynasty, it would not easily take action against any territory.

"Okay, I understand," Lin Tianhao said.

In this situation, all he can do is deal with whatever comes his way.

Next.

Let's see just how capable this imperial envoy sent by Emperor Yu the Great really is.

Lin Tianhao didn't have to wait long. On the afternoon of the third day, the imperial envoy sent by Emperor Yu the Great arrived in Mo Xue Territory.

Lin Tianhao received him as usual, while also preparing to see what the imperial envoy's purpose was.

"Lord of Mo Xue, Lin Tianhao, greets Your Excellency the Imperial Envoy," Lin Tianhao said calmly.

It wasn't exactly respectful, but there was nothing wrong with it either.

The imperial envoy appeared to be around fifty years old and possessed martial arts skills, but according to Lin Tianhao's observation, he was only at the level of a second-rate martial artist.

However, Lin Tianhao had seen the person next to him before.

Fire Fist King Sanlie!

However, the Fire Fist King Sanlie has now officially entered the Grandmaster realm, a level that would make him a great master in the Great Yu.

"No need to be polite."

The imperial envoy waved his hand, "My surname is Ruan, you can just call me Lord Ruan."

The imperial envoy was quite approachable and had no airs whatsoever.

Lin Tianhao led the imperial envoy to the reception hall of the city lord's mansion, where the imperial envoy slowly spoke:

"Lin Tianhao, you probably already know why I've come. I'm not here just because I've heard those rumors. We know that a martial arts grandmaster from the Northern Mang Dynasty has visited your Mo Xue Territory several times. In addition, given the special circumstances of your Mo Xue Territory and the Five Peaks Territory, that's why I've come."

The martial arts master mentioned by the imperial envoy should be Mo Xun Yan Lan.

The Northern Mang Dynasty didn't attack them, and Mo Xun Yanlan came over time again and again. Anyone with a normal mind could see that something was wrong.

"Lin Tianhao, you are from Northern Mang, aren't you?" The imperial envoy stared intently at Lin Tianhao, seemingly trying to find the answer he sought in Lin Tianhao's eyes.

But the result disappointed him.

Lin Tianhao's eyes remained unchanged, making him completely unfathomable.

"Lord Ruan, you're talking about Mo Xun Yan Lan, aren't you?" Lin Tianhao asked.

“She did come a few times and clearly expressed her hope that I would join the Northern Mang Dynasty, but I refused.”

"Oh?"

The imperial envoy looked somewhat surprised. "You mean, Mo Xun Yanlan tried to win you over several times, but you refused each time, and the Northern Mang Dynasty hasn't sent troops to attack you yet?"

Lin Tianhao smiled faintly, "Because they need to send Grandmasters to attack us, but the Great Yu Divine Martial Division should not allow Grandmasters from the Northern Mang Dynasty to set foot in Great Yu."

“Of course,” Fire Fist King Sanlie said matter-of-factly.

He had barely finished speaking when, as if remembering something, he asked:

What did you mean by that?

"Does dealing with your Mo Xue Territory require the deployment of a Grandmaster?"

Lin Tianhao nodded. "Your intelligence work is very good. You should know that on my first day in Mo Xue Territory, I killed two thousand barbarians."

"I killed them all by myself. If no one could stop me, I could easily kill tens of thousands of barbarians by myself."

“You are not military generals, so you may find it hard to understand how terrifying someone like me can be on the battlefield.”