The male protagonist is blackening: Raiders, please be careful

Chapter 120 The Empire and the Rose (43)
"Get out—"

The man pointed his hand outside and growled in displeasure.

He Jing saw the impatient expression on the face similar to his own, and his heart skipped a beat──
This person──is it really Shar?

Finally slipped out.

Gathering her loose messy hair, Bai Feifei swayed out of the coach's tent with her front covered—the words of the man who broke in just now...have not disappeared from her ears—
When do you like bean sprouts?

Bean sprouts? ──Are you referring to yourself?

"Feifei...fly!"

Ram who was running all the way screamed and threw himself into his arms──the two fell into a ball with too much force.

"Rahm?" Bai Feifei interrupted his reverie, wondering what the little girl was excited about.

She grinned, two red clouds formed on her face.

"Ears... come here!" Beckoning his little hand mysteriously, Bai Feifei followed his words and put his ears together──
"Dad... came to pick us up!"

dad?She means-
There is a gaze... icy cold──
Bai Feifei raised his head subconsciously, and saw a face he hadn't seen for a long time.

Kogasil, the general of Syria, was wearing the armor of an Assyrian guard at this moment, looking down at him from above.

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"...So you went back to Assyria?" Shar asked lightly, squinting at his uninvited uncle Wang.

He Jing laughed and threw a date into his mouth to chew dryly──
I knew he was still brooding about what happened in the morning, what a bad tone.

"That's right, the countries of Asia Minor are making a secret contract recently to carve up Assyria──Of course I will come back and take a look."

"is it?"

The man supported his head with another hand, and chuckled, "Isn't it because I was kicked out by the Nubians?"

It's because of how dead he is... that's why I like his other brothers better... at least they're not as sarcastic as he is.

He Jing cursed secretly in his heart.

"Brother Huang killed all the Nubians in the past, and of course they will help them this time."

He Jing raised his head high, showing a look of indifference, "Nubian women have thick and dark skin, anyway, I don't care about staying in such a ghostly place."

Shar didn't care much about what he said, and in the blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of a short figure outside the tent.

He Jing said with a smile, "Who are you looking at? The one on your bed is..."

Shut up suddenly, because He Jing found that his nephew, who was always not expressive, was glaring at him for the second time.

"Hey, pretend I didn't say anything."

The man looks away.

He's not here, he must have sneaked out.

Began to be absent-minded, He Jing rambled about what he had seen and heard along the way...not interested.

"Hey, it's time for you to marry a concubine."

The wordy person suddenly said such a sentence, which brought the man back to his soul.

"What's the meaning?"

The displeased expression, He Jing's eyes were opened today - since when did his nephew become more expressive?

"It's nothing." In fact, it meant something, but He Jing gave up, he stretched himself, squinted at Shar──
"I came back this time, but I brought a gift for you──"

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"Sorry...I can't go to Damascus." Bai Feifei took a step back, "Please thank Prince Alpad for me."

"Really?" Kogasil murmured, as if chewing on the words, "Why?"

His gaze was fixed, with a menacing taste.

"Feifei?" Ram tugged at her robe, but was pulled aside by Kogasil──
"Offended, Mr. Bai Feifei."

Suffering a heavy blow to the stomach, a little saliva overflowed──Bai Feifei arched his waist, with Venus lingering in front of his eyes, he was about to lose consciousness──
"Dad..." Kogasil covered his daughter's mouth.

"you……"

"Isaiah's order—whether you like it or not, come back to Syria with me."

(End of this chapter)