Sorkin really felt a little tricky at this moment.

He received an invitation to discuss the division of forces in the grassland, and came without any burden.

Wang Kang entered the grassland strongly, and he had the relationship with the Fuyang Caravan. He must give this face.

What does the disputes on the grassland have to do with him?

Zhadalan is not talking casually, but is indeed confident.

As tribes that fully develop commerce, they control the economic lifeline of the entire grassland.

Others don't care about these things because they don't understand them at all.

But Zhadalan understands.

Once you master wealth, you master strength.

There are not many warriors in the Zhadalan tribe, which is far from other tribes, but as long as he is willing, he can hire any tribe to fight for him and work hard for him!

He never thought that Wang Kang would be so radical, and even underestimated his ambitions!

This person is not only strong, but also his methods are his.

He saw it when he subdued those tribes just now.

Win a group and kill another group!

He was flawless and quite clever, and he caught these people tightly!

The Sana tribe became his belonging, and as of now, he has become the strongest man on the grassland!

Over the years, someone finally touched the position of the grassland king!

I'm afraid no one would have thought that he would be a foreigner...

Sorkin was anxious.

Wang Kang has given him an ultimatum: Those who are right live, and those who are wrong die!

After the destruction of the Zhadalan tribe, the Fuyang caravan will take over all their industries at an extremely fast speed and then annex them!

The Fuyang Caravan has this strength.

what to do?

Sorkin is very unwilling to give up!

But there is no way!

"Do you want to delay time?"

Wang Kang said calmly: "This has no meaning. I have no determination to unify the grassland. No one can stop me. Do you understand?"

Hearing this.

Sorkin was stunned and suddenly remembered something.

Then he said, "Wang Kang, I would like to advise you not to really have the idea of ​​unifying the grassland. You think this matter too simply."

"oh?"

Wang Kang said, "What do you want to say?"

"The grassland people are nomadic people, the main job is to grazing, and their personality is warlike and tyrannical. Although they are unwilling to admit that there is a gap between you Central Plains people in the perception of many things."

Sorkin looked at Wang Kang and asked, "In this case, why do you think our Zhadalan tribe gave up this lifestyle and practice business?"

"Have you ever thought about this?"

Wang Kang was slightly stunned.

In fact, he had thought about this question a long time ago.

The Zhadalan tribe is a relatively alternative existence on the grassland, which is a bit incompatible.

"The reason we do this is because we are guided by one person or instructed!"

Sorkin said quietly: "No area can leave the circulation of goods and the exchange of goods. This is the role of our Zhadalan tribe!"

Hearing this.

Wang Kang already had the answer in his mind.

"The grassland is vast, what you see and what you know is not all. The five major tribes of the grassland cannot represent the entire grassland. The grassland king is not the real ruler of the grassland!"

Sorkin said quietly: "In the west of the grassland, there is a pure land there. Even the most powerful tribe dare not set foot there. Do you know why?"

"For, the people there believe in the prophet!"

It's true.

Wang Kang's eyes were slightly condensed.

"Although the prophet has not appeared for many years, he still has the deepest memories of the grassland people!"

Sorkin continued: "Our Zhadalan tribe has received guidance from the prophets and has led us to another path."

"I told you all this, just to tell you one thing, not everyone can do it. For many years, there has been no grassland king. It is not just that no one can unify the grassland, but because there is no recognition from the prophet!"

"Without the recognition of the prophet, you are not the real king of the grassland, and you are just a foreign tribe. Do you think you will be recognized?"

Sorkin said, "I believe that the news of you making trouble on the grassland has spread to the west. They will never indulge you to kill in the grassland!"

"What I said is not alarmist. Those are the oldest tribes on the grassland. They have better war horses than yellow horses and the most elite warriors. They guard the grassland according to the orders of the prophets!"

"Sanamo should also know some of these things..."

Sojin's face was very heavy and kept telling that this should be considered a secret on the grassland.

What he said was not a false statement. There are indeed very ancient tribes, who are truly transcendent and protect the grassland...

It was obvious that Wang Kang didn't speak.

Sorkin continued, "Wang Kang, stop when you see it's good. It's not easy for you to enter the grassland to have such a status, but if you insist on invading our Zhadalan tribe, it would be serious."

"I know that your family is also a businessman, so you should understand one thing: earn less money and not more copper... Otherwise, what is waiting for you will be a waste!"

"They have great appeal in the grassland, and..."

"Enough!"

At this time, Wang Kang interrupted his voice.

"You are worthy of being a businessman. Your eloquence is no less than that of our best debaters in Zhongyuan!"

Sorkin was slightly stunned, and then said, "I'm just telling the truth. Don't you believe what I said?"

"believe!"

Wang Kang said calmly: "I have certainly heard some rumors since I have been to the grassland for so long."

"That's it."

"You said this just to say one thing. Your Zhadalan tribe was assigned by the Grassland Prophet. You have a backstage, so I will not touch you easily. Is that true?"

"yes!"

Sorkin responded directly: "It's okay for you to say that."

When Wang Kang said this, he directly admitted it.

"Are you threatening me?"

Recognizing the cold light in Wang Kang's eyes, Sojin hurriedly said, "What I'm telling the truth is that if you want to unify the grassland and become the king of the grassland, it will not work without the recognition of the prophet."

"You are not upright in your reputation and dissatisfaction with your words, and you will always be boycotted..."

"First, I'm not threatened."

Wang Kang said calmly: "Secondly, the prairie prophet himself is mine. The question of whether you agree or not does not exist at all!"

"Ha ha!"

Hearing this.

Sorkin laughed and said, "You are crazy. The prairie prophet has disappeared without a trace and has not appeared for many years. That's fine, you actually said that the prophet is your person!"

"You are probably going to find someone to make up the numbers at will. This is impossible. The prophet has a token of inheritance from the prophet. Only by being recognized by the ancient tribe in the west can you get it!"

Wang Kang raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you don't believe me?"

"If you can really find a prophet, I, Sorkin, can swear to the sky, and the Zhadalan tribe will always be loyal to you..."

"good!"

Wang Kang said, "Remember what you said today..."
Chapter completed!