"Many of those people are still there, or their descendants are still there. Moreover, they are all in the DPRK and the military. They are looking at Northern Xinjiang and looking at me. Maybe they will appear as supporters in the future, but

If you don't make a U-turn, you'll get stabbed."

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly, "It turns out that I have enemies everywhere."

That father made him countless enemies.

"Those enemies may be in temples, or they may be in local areas, aristocratic families, powerful people, generals... maybe there are outsiders."

Han Ji felt somewhat sympathetic to his lord.

"What are you excited about?" Yang Xuan noticed that Han Ji looked happy.

"Don't you think that the more opponents there are and the more powerful they are, the more interesting it will be?"

Yang Xuan: "..."

"The Tang Dynasty is sick. The Duke once said that if we want to bring the Tang Dynasty back to life, we must scrape the bones and heal the wounds."

Lao Han's courage is indeed...invincible in the world!

The morning sun shone brightly on Yang Xuan's body.

The dew on the branches shone in the morning sun, crystal clear.

“Wealth!“

A Liang ran out of the backyard with his two pets, and the servants looked on with smiles along the way.

"The duke is like the rising sun, while the false emperor is like the setting sun." Han Ji said longingly: "I am looking forward to the moment when he sets. At that time, the duke will be like the sun in the sky, so bright that people dare not look directly at it."
Chapter completed!