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Six hundred and ninetieth chapters really fragrant

"This is……?"

Seeing this line of small characters, Yang Jun's expression on his face became even more confused.

And not only did he not understand, but even Wurina and Li Hanqiu on the side were confused, and they couldn't figure out what plane Zuo Yang was doing.

"That's my identity. When I was at Yanmen Pass, Lord Cao Tianling personally promised that if someone could take you back, he would be grateful for it regardless of life or death."

Zuo Yang smiled and said for granted, "I think she should not be a person who is untrustworthy. After you go back, you just need to hand over this portrait to her and let her prepare a thank-you gift."

“…”

Hearing this, Wurina and Li Hanqiu's expressions suddenly became complicated again.

It turned out that the two of them thought that Zuo Yang rescued Yang Jun because of national justice and compatriots, but in the end it was another transaction... They gradually discovered that the longer they had been with Zuo Yang, the less they knew how to evaluate this guy. What kind of person was he?

Shameless? Cunning? Despicable? Greedy?

There seems to be a little bit of it, but when you think about it carefully, he seems to have not murdered any upright person for his own interests, or did some evil things without bottom line, but just exchanged for what he wanted by helping him. The final result is often a win-win situation, so... how should he judge this guy?

“…”

Yang Jun also looked at Zuo Yang with complicated eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"General Yang, let's go out and say something. You can change this set of clothes first and we will send you out of the Tatar Capital."

Zuo Yang was too lazy to care about what he was thinking, and just urged him.

In fact, he was not that anxious. After all, Batel Khan had promised to let Yang Jun "escape" away, at least no one would stop them tonight.

He just wanted to get this matter up quickly and then go to the medicinal materials library as soon as possible to get the medicinal materials he needed. This is the real purpose of this trip, and the rest are things he did by foot.

"Slow down!"

But Yang Jun not only did not wear clothes, but instead looked at Zuo Yang with a stern face and asked seriously, "Before this, please answer me a question first. As a Han Chinese, why can you be unobstructed in the king capital of the Tatars? Why can you convince the Tatars to release me?"

"This is a long story. It's not too late to talk after returning to Central Plains in the future."

Zuo Yang frowned slightly, what's going on with this guy?

"Then let's tell a long story!"

Yang Jun raised his neck and said relentlessly, "Although I, Yang Jun, is a martial artist, I am a kind of integrity. If you have become a short dog of the Tatars, I would rather die than not save you. This will only shame my surname!"

"You can rest assured that I will appear in the capital of Tatar, just because I have become close friends with Princess Urina. This is a private matter between us and there is nothing to do with national hatred and family hatred..."

Zuo Yang explained patiently.
Chapter completed!
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