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After all, the high priest did not miss the whole sheep feast prepared for him.

Liu Ying didn't expect that this guy would actually see her again before setting off.

He couldn't tell what it was like, but Liu Ying simply felt that this person seemed to be very good at deceiving, and he seemed to be very afraid of death.

If this were not the case, Chanyu Guli would not have really selected so many young people from the tribe and sent them to the Han Dynasty.

"After I returned to the military camp, I told Shan Yu what His Highness said about how to resettle the grassland herdsmen."

The high priest said calmly.

Liu Ying nodded slightly and looked at the high priest with a smile: "Then what did the high priest say? Doesn't he also think that this person is doing this in vain?"

"How dare you!"

The high priest hurriedly bowed and said: "I am a dull man, but Shanyu is a smart and capable man. He did not say that your highness's plan is not feasible, but I said that if your highness's plan is really implemented on the grassland, all the privileges of the Huns royal family will disappear from then on."

"Hahaha..."

Liu Ying couldn't help but laugh after listening to what the high priest said.

The high priest listened to Liu Ying's laughter. For some reason, chills surged up his back one after another. There was almost no way to eliminate the vague pressure coming from the laughter.

However, it is this kind of seemingly absent pressure that has the most terrifying power.

For example, like a ghost...

The longer it doesn't appear, the more people who face this danger will feel an unspeakable fear.

This is how the high priest feels when faced with Liu Ying's laughter.

The less clear he was about Liu Ying's temperament, the more fear he felt in his heart.

He had already figured out the thoughts of Guli Shanyu. This man was a real hero. He would do anything for the people of Guli tribe.

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