However, just as Hua Xiong captured these dozen riders, a significant number of guards from the camp of the Northern Huns had already charged out. They naturally formed a formation behind the Northern Huns Centurion, ready to launch an attack on Hua Xiong at any moment.
"You are a warrior, in the grasslands, the weak are the prey of the strong. You can't advance any further among the Wuhuan, how about joining the descendants of our Kunlun Deity?" The Northern Huns Centurion extended his hand towards Hua Xiong, surrounded by elite cavalry. This was the common approach, whether with the Wuhuan or the Huns.
At this moment, Su Puyan hurriedly arrived. He had been watching Hua Xiong all along, waiting for him to cause trouble so he could smooth things over and then invite the upper echelons of the Northern Huns in the camp to his place.
