Before Arshan finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jurius in a deep voice.

"That's enough."

The second-generation Khan of the Beimang Royal Court had a gloomy look on his face, "Arshan, you are so disrespectful to your grandfather. I pretend I have never heard what you said just now, and you are not allowed to mention it again in the future!"

"Grandpa is a legend."

Arshan's eyes were complicated, "Of course I know that he is a legend worthy of respect, but many of his decisions after he unified the grassland make me puzzled and completely unable to agree with him.

I believe he must have some hidden agenda, such as some reason that cannot be made public, which led him to make these seemingly unreasonable decisions.

But, if there is no 'reason', then I can only say that everyone has two sides.

For example, the First Emperor of Great Luo, his discrimination against conjurers was very absurd and unreasonable.

The biggest failure in Grandpa’s legendary life was his over-idealism!”

"Okay."

Jurius looked at the boy in white in front of him and said helplessly: "A 16-year-old brat is not qualified to criticize a great legend who unified the grasslands and integrated all the grassland and orc tribes. I will give it to you too."

Yes, it’s really no big or small.”

"If you don't want to hear it, I won't tell you."

Arshan tilted his head, flattened his mouth, and looked a little depressed between his brows.

Jurius was keenly aware of this, but he smiled.

This child was born to him and a Daluo woman, and he was almost born with it. He has been shockingly mature and sensible since he was a child, and has almost never shown any childish behavior.

But this depressed expression at this time is rare and a bit childish.

"Can we not talk about this?"

Jurius looked at Arshan and said helplessly: "Forget about talking about political affairs with those old oil men. Is it possible that when I chat with my son, I also have to talk about these serious state affairs?"

"But I came here tonight to talk to you about state affairs."

Arshan looked at him again, frowning slightly, "Let's not talk about other things. Let's talk about the werewolf clan's conspiracy to rebel. Father Khan, what are you going to do?"

"First of all, there is no rebellion."

Faced with his son's question, Hurius gently tapped the boy's head and corrected: "All ethnic groups in the Grassland Alliance are equal, and there is no one-to-one fault. The crime of the werewolf family is

Of course, 'undermining the unity of the grasslands' is also a serious crime. I will find out the participants in this matter and then execute them all to serve as a warning to others."

"Too light!"

Arshan's brows furrowed even more when he heard this, "I suggest massacre! Kill all the werewolves on the grassland, leaving no one alive! Cutting the grass should be done to eradicate the grassland, and it's also time to use this to intimidate all the grassland tribes.

Got it!"

"..."

Jurius was silent for a moment.

Looking at his son in front of him, the second-generation Khan seemed to have thousands of words he wanted to say, but in the end he just shook his head slightly and said with complicated eyes: "Arshan, remember, the king cannot just rely on killing, blind slaughter.

, you can only do bad things, you are so young, but you are so angry, you know, I am very worried."

"I know."

Arshan looked indifferent, "But as far as the current situation is concerned, this is not the first time that the werewolf clan has shown signs of rebellion. If we don't kill them all, there will be trouble in the future!"

"That's enough."

Hurius waved his hand, a little impatiently, "Don't mention this matter again. I am the contemporary Khan of the Beimang Royal Court. Nowadays, the matters of the Grassland Alliance are not the responsibility of a 16-year-old like you."

It's up to the kid to make the decision. What you need to do at your age is to pick up girls and go to bed instead of participating in government affairs. Damn, who taught you this?"

"..."

Arshan was helpless and speechless.

"Well, I have to arrange a dinner party in a few days."

Suddenly, Jurius raised his head, touched the stubble on his chin, and thought: "Well, I remember there are a few little girls of the same age as you, who are very pretty. When the time comes, let those guys take care of themselves.

Bring all the girls here, and then you can pick and choose which one you like..."

"As I just said, I'm not interested in these."

Arshan turned around helplessly, facing away from his father.

"Why, do you have to wait for your 'holy flower' to appear?"

Seeing this, Jurius couldn't help but smile, "Hey, brat, even if you want to pursue some kind of love, you still have to try to get along with each other. Are you really just hoping for love at first sight?

We don’t know each other well, we don’t even get along with each other, just waiting to see a girl one day and fall in love with her at first sight?

Isn’t this nonsense?

Also, kid, don’t blame your dad for not reminding you that love is a luxury.

You are from the Khan royal family and have a distinguished status. Do you still want to have that kind of thing?

Let me start with the ugly words. If you want to meet a girl who truly loves you in this life, it will be very difficult. Nine out of ten come because of your family background. Well, the remaining one should be from an enemy country.

Female spy."

"unimportant."

Arshan's expression remained calm after hearing this, "These are all trivial things. If they are there, they are there, but if they are not, they are nothing. They will not affect my life. What I want to do in this life is far more important than any love."

great."

"..."

Jurius narrowed his eyes slightly, then stood up, stretched out his big rough hands, and gently rubbed the young man's head, "Boy, it's a little love between men and women. If you think it doesn't matter, then it doesn't matter, but don't

Forgot, there is great love in this world."

"Great love?"

Arshan looked at him curiously, "What's the difference between this and the big one?"

"Um...actually I can't tell."

Jurius smiled, then looked out the window at the stars and moonlight, and said with emotion: "That's what your grandfather told me before he was alive. He said that there is great love in the world, which is hidden deep in everyone's heart, and in the heart

Love is the foundation of our power.

If there is no love in the heart, no matter how powerful you are, you are nothing more than a monster.

Only by using the love in our hearts to control power can we be ‘human’.

There are many orc tribes on the grassland. In terms of appearance, the orcs of certain clans even look the same as some monsters.

But why can these people be called orcs, but those guys are called demons and regarded as monsters?

Because there is love in their hearts.

Like us humans, they have love in their hearts.

So they're not monsters, they're orcs.

That's why your grandfather, my father, the 'legendary Amul Khan' in everyone's mouth, chose to create the Grassland Alliance to join hands with the orcs and the grassland people to form a big family instead of expelling the orcs.

Boy, do you understand?"

At the end of the sentence, Jurius looked down at Arshan and asked softly.

"Father Khan."

Arshan slowly raised his head and looked up at Jurius calmly, "I have never met grandpa, but judging from various records, he is always like this. He sees the world too well. You and grandpa will treat those people The orcs regard them as family members, but what about them?

Do they really regard us as compatriots?

You say love?

Where was the 'love' when those beasts ate living humans?

As a result, grandpa rose to power and led Beimang Royal Court to conquer all over the country. After unifying the grassland, those savage orcs, who were raw and drank blood and were cruel by nature, suddenly fell in love overnight?

Absurd and ridiculous.

They are orcs!

They have a cruel and barbaric nature in their bones! They can never really learn to be kind!"

At the end of the sentence, Arshan's eyes were extremely cold, staring at Hurius, "The surrender of the grassland orcs is only temporary, just because the current Beimang Royal Court is strong enough! Once we are weak, they I won’t choose to continue to surrender!”

"No one surrendered."

The young man's gaze seemed so hot that even Hurius didn't dare to look directly at him. He couldn't help but turn his head and turned his back to him, "The grassland is an alliance, and the grassland people and the orc tribes are equal compatriots. No one surrendered to anyone, no, we just united."

"Father, you obviously don't believe such ridiculous and absurd words."

Arshan frowned.

"..."

Jurius was completely speechless. After being silent for a long time, he could only sigh and said: "Why are we talking about these things again? Didn't you say you won't mention political affairs? You little bastard is only 16 years old this year. How can you do that? So much thought...Huh?! Arshan!"
To be continued...