Zhang San turned his head and saw that the person was coming from the south, and judging from the way they were dressed at a distance, they seemed to be military personnel, even somewhat resembling those from the Lingwu Army.
Knowing it was one of their own, Zhang San felt much more at ease, and then turned back to Xue Lihong, saying, "I see that the mountain is split in two, north and south. I suppose thereafter the people from Tujue will concentrate in the north, while those coming from the Great Sui will gather to the south."
"I'm afraid conflicts will break out before the Secret Realm opens. If you stay on the south side, it will certainly be unsafe."
Xue Lihong looked at Zhang San and suddenly felt his heartbeat quicken.
Was this man actually concerned about him?
"At the funeral of Khan Muzhen, I helped your mother, Khan Long Bo, secure another Khan's position."
Xue Lihong looked at Zhang San with a puzzled expression, not understanding what the position of Khan meant.
