Xu Haifeng looked up at Lin Wanyan, who was serious, hesitated for a moment, and finally let out a long sigh, saying: "Since you've already guessed it, why bother asking again?"

  Lin Wanwan's face suddenly turned pale, and she trembled with fear, saying: "Husband, do you know that the people of Caesar will hate you to the bone? If they are given this opportunity, how many chances do you think you have of surviving?"

  "Haha......" Xu Haifeng forced a smile and comforted, "Wan'er, after all, I'm also a top-notch master, won't be so useless."

  "Hmph... " Lin Wanxian sneered, "A second-rate good? How laughable. Then please tell me, what level of expert is this time's Caesar-arrived Auben master?"

  Xu Haifeng hummed for a while and said in a low voice: "With his identity, he shouldn't personally take action to make things difficult for someone like me."

  Lin Wanxian hummed and sneered: "I don't know why husband is so sure?"

  He opened his mouth and a few words burst out of his mouth: "Of course."

  "Is that so?" Lin Wanxian was furious, turning her head away and saying resentfully: "I don't know when husband suddenly learned the art of predicting the future? If you want to learn from others how to be a hero, you should first weigh whether you have the ability to do so."

  At this time, Liu Ting also couldn't help but come forward, she walked up and grabbed Xu Haifeng's hand, softly saying: "Big brother, this battle is extremely perilous, even if it's for our sake, don't go, okay?"

  Tang Rou'er's face showed a hesitant expression, but in the end she still stepped forward and grasped his other hand, advising: "Yes, big brother. Just listen to Ting'er's words, don't make us worry anymore."

  Xia Yajun, who had been silent all along, flashed a strange color in her eyes. She suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Xu, a good man builds his career with achievements, not necessarily by showing off his bravery. If you really want to teach these Romans a lesson, then in the future when we have a decisive battle on the battlefield, we can determine who is the better one. Why do you need to follow someone else's plan and insist on acting alone, personally taking risks?"

  At this moment, whether it was Tang Rou'er or Xia Yajun, they had a greatly changed impression of Xu Haifeng. The worry in their hearts outweighed everything else, so they also spoke up to persuade him.

  Xu Haifeng let out a bitter laugh, pulling the two women into his arms and gently stroking their soft, smooth hair. In a firm tone, he said: "If this matter only concerned my personal dignity, then for your sake, I would rather be a turtle hiding in its shell than dare to take risks lightly. But today, the Roman envoy has challenged me as the commander of the Great Han Black Flag Army. If I were to show cowardice and retreat, the national prestige of the Great Han Dynasty, built up over hundreds of years, would be destroyed in my hands."

  His voice suddenly turned fierce: "A man should have something to do and something not to do. At this moment, even if Xu is incompetent, he cannot be a sinner of the nation." Then he smiled brightly and said loudly: "Life is lighter than a feather, death is heavier than Mount Tai, even if Xu loses his life in this matter, it is still worth dying for, and this life has no regrets."

  His words were so moving, accompanied by his gestures and tone of voice, that they seemed even more majestic and stirring, making people's blood boil with excitement. The women in the crowd were especially entranced, listening with rapt attention and tears streaming down their faces.

  Lin Wanwan's eyes sparkled with tears, she stood up and bowed deeply to Xu Haifeng, saying: "I was ignorant, until today I finally understood that my husband is a good man who stands tall and upright."

  He relaxed his grip on Tang and Liu's hands, and Xue Haifeng quickly stepped forward to help her up, saying softly: "Wan'er, my decision this time is indeed unfair to you. I still have some property in Lin'an, enough for your use in the second half of your life. If I...

  Lin Wanwan covered his mouth and revealed a desolate smile, saying: "Husband, don't you think that after losing you, Wan'er can still live alone?"

  Gazing at her deeply for a long time, Xu Haifeng finally sighed: "You and I have been husband and wife for a lifetime, except for following me to run around, as a husband, I haven't given you a single day of stability, it's really shameful."

  Lin Wanwan grasped his hand and said softly: "Being able to serve husband is already the greatest honor of my life."

  Xu Haifeng turned his head and looked at Tang Rou'er, saying: "Rou'er, I will dispatch tomorrow..."

  Tang Rou'er suddenly shook her head and said in a firm tone, "Big brother doesn't need to persuade me, little sister won't leave this place. If big brother has something... little sister will definitely follow Lin sister."

  Xu Haifeng smiled wryly and was about to speak when Xia Yajun suddenly said, "Brother Xu possesses the mighty Lingmen's Giant Spirit Palm and Taizhen's Quiet Mind Technique, two ultimate skills. As long as he doesn't encounter a master like Auben, there is still a chance of winning."

  Tang Rou's eyes sparkled as she exclaimed, "That's right! Master once said that Big Brother's pure yang energy is unmatched in the world. If we can utilize it fully, even if we encounter a top-notch expert, we'll still have a chance to fight back."

  Liu Ting's eyes rolled, and she walked to the front of Xu Haifeng, softly saying: "Big brother, little sister will watch you show off your skills, and make our Great Han nation proud. If you can return triumphantly, little sister and Rou'er sister will...will let you...let you..."

  She said to this, suddenly buried her head in Xu Haifeng's arms, tightly hugging his waist, not daring to look again. Tang Rou'er was also blushing, biting her lower lip, two red flushes floating on her pretty face, more and more moving, but did not show any opposition.

  Liu Ting didn't finish speaking, but her meaning was already clear to everyone. Xu Haifeng's lust was aroused, and one of his hands encircled her slender waist, ready to make his move.

  "Husband, please slow down." Lin Wanxian pulled back his hand that was about to get into trouble and said: "For the next few days, husband must conserve energy and maintain peak condition. I will move to Ya Jun's place starting tonight and sleep with her."

  In just a moment, the originally bustling room was left with only Xu Haifeng standing alone.

  Looking at the empty room, Xu Haifeng also didn't know what kind of feeling he had. Suddenly, outside the door came Jiang Kongming's eerie and strange voice: "Master must focus on recuperating these few days, striving to take his cultivation to a higher level."

  Xu Haifeng suddenly realized that he had fallen into the other person's trap again. His words had won the admiration of the women, but they had also led to him being left alone in an empty room. However, even if he had said those words after a few days, they would have still had the same effect, so why did he have to rush and say them at that moment? Thinking about this, he stomped his foot and pounded his chest, filled with regret.

  At the same time that he was deeply impressed with Jiang Kung-ming, he also hated him so much that his teeth itched. In fact, Jiang's earlier performance had been a skillful act taught by Jiang himself, and fortunately, after many changes, Xu Haifeng had become more sophisticated, if it were the foolish boy from over a year ago, no matter what, he would not have been able to perform so realistically.

  In the Xiongnu imperial palace, in a heavily guarded study, the young and talented Baoju Chanyu stood respectfully with his hands hanging down.

  Two middle-aged and elderly people were sitting at the head of the table, one of whom was slightly older but in high spirits, with a sharp gaze that seemed to be a master of martial arts. This person was none other than Modu Chanyu, the current leader of the Xiongnu, who had more energy than ordinary people and was not inferior to young people despite being sixty years old.

  Another was a middle-aged Han man in his forties, with eyes that shone with extraordinary intelligence and wisdom, who was none other than the Huns' national teacher, Hami Ti.

  "The State Preceptor, how do you think this matter should be handled?" Mou Dun asked.

  Hamidi tapped his fingers lightly on the table, a habitual action when he was thinking about something difficult. Morden and Kebao didn't disturb him, after half a beat, Hamidi stopped tapping his hand and said: "Since the Caesar people want to take this opportunity to avenge themselves, why don't we just let them have their way."

  Kou Batian couldn't help but interrupt: "National Master, in a few days it will be the Khan's birthday. If they are allowed to make trouble at this time, how can we clean up the mess?"

  Modu also nodded and said: "This time the Han Dynasty sent the little princess, if there is any mistake, wouldn't it also make me lose face?"

  Hamidi smiled and asked: "May I ask, Khan, what is your greatest wish?"

  Modu looked at him, without concealing his own ambition, and said loudly: "My greatest wish is to turn the whole world into our Xiongnu grassland."

  "Not bad." Hami struck his palm and said: "However, before that, there are still two huge obstacles."

  Modun's eyes narrowed and he said disdainfully: "Are you referring to those Han people and Caesarians of the Southern Dynasty?"

  Hami nodded in agreement.

  Modun shook his head in puzzlement and asked, "General, why must you boost the morale of others while undermining our own prestige? In all our battles with the Han people, have we not always emerged victorious? If those Romans cannot even defeat the Han people, then they are hardly worth worrying about."

  Hami furrowed his brow and said, "The Khan must not underestimate the enemy. Their combat strength is naturally inferior to that of my Xiongnu warriors, but whether it's the Han people or the Romans, they have a crucial innate advantage that we can't match no matter what."

  "What's the advantage?" Bao Dachu listened intently and asked impulsively.

  "The population." Hán Mǐ sighed: "My Xiongnu and the Han court have been at war for a hundred years, although we have always had the upper hand, but we have never been able to destroy their country. It's just because there are too many Han people. The total population of the Han is more than ten times that of ours. No matter how brave our warriors are, they will eventually get tired one day. But as long as the Han people are given a period of rest and recovery, they can quickly regain their strength."

  Modu nodded in agreement: "That's right, they're like a bunch of cockroaches that can't be killed, no matter how many you kill."

  "Khotan's territory and population are not under the Han court, they and the Han people are the biggest obstacles to our country's unification of the universe. Now that we have this opportunity, let's push them to fight each other to the death and create a deep feud."

  Modun slapped the table in front of him and said loudly: "Good plan, Military Strategist!"

  Kuaiji also came to his senses, and said with joy: "If they really fight each other, it's best to have a national war, fight to the death, this is the best time for our Xiongnu iron cavalry to sweep across the sky."

  Hami Zhan gave a nod of approval: "Kou Bao is indeed one of the best among the younger generation of Xiongnu, he understands at once."

  Modu burst out laughing and said: "Since that's the case, if the Romans propose a duel, I will definitely agree on the spot. Haha, it's really good for my Xiongnu!"