We will definitely make them pay for their bad words. We have Uncle Ma Sanbao's 10,000 cavalry, and we also have our junior sister-in-law following us secretly. As long as we complete the handover of the Han slaves, none of the Turkic bad guys on the other side will be able to return home.

…”

Cheng Chumo's expression gradually turned calm, and he stood there like a wooden stake. After a long time, he slowly spoke out, as if mumbling to himself: "If Master were here, he might not be like this.

Do."

"Although Master often claims to be patient, I know that Master is the most intolerant. If Master were here, if Master heard that more than a hundred Han slaves were killed..."

"Master will definitely be furious, Master will definitely go crazy!"

"Master will never stop me like Li Chongyi. Master will definitely lead me to rush in and kill him."

"Kill all these beasts..."

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Wang Bo sighed helplessly and stretched out his hand to wipe Cheng Chumo's tears again. The little guy was very well-behaved and tried to comfort Cheng Chumo's emotions, saying: "Elder brother, we are not the master after all. Even if the master kills people in anger, he will definitely have a way to kill someone.

We can't save the Han slaves in the melee. But we can't. We are still children who haven't started teaching. We can't be like Master, who can plan everything."

Cheng Chumo looked lonely and murmured: "Yes, we are not Master after all."

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Chapter completed!