"Brother Wu, how sure do you think we are to win this time?"

Duanmu Xiong next to him was still an ungrown child after all, and he was still worried about his father, Cuomuli, abandoning them, and then, so more often, he was unwilling to pay attention to Cuomuli, and just asked Brother Wu Yonglin for attention.

"If you continue to have this quarrel with your old man, we have no chance of winning."

In the eyes of Chomli's eyes, he knew that Duanmuxiong was his biological son, he was more eager and expectant. When he occasionally saw him turn around, he could clearly see him wiping his tears. It would be false to say that Chomli had no feelings for Duanmuxiong's mother back then. As for why the situation was caused, it can only be said to be a realistic version of the story of Cinderella falling in love with the prince. Due to the difference in class and status, there was no fairy tale ending.

Sometimes the emergence of a child will make the originally opposed parties selectively forget some of the troubles that were originally mediocre because of this lubricant. Perhaps Duanmu Xiong's parents are one of the couples. Who is right or wrong in this? Who can tell clearly that since you are destined to become a family, forget what you should forget, remember what you should remember, grasp the present, and live a happier life.

"Brother Wu, ask him for me: Are you sure you will win?" Duanmu Xiong finally began to let go after Wu Yonglin's suggestions.

Although Duanmuxiong asked Wu Yonglin to pass the message on the surface, his voice was so loud that he had already understood the matter. After Wu Yonglin pretended to repeat Duanmuxiong's words, Cuomuli began to analyze the current situation.

"Tubo has been divided for many years, and there are countless separatist forces in it. However, now it is roughly divided into three major factions: the Weizang area, which is the original aristocratic faction centered on Lhasa, the Yalong Juewo kingdom, and the Ali dynasty in the west. What connects these factions are the major religious factions, such as the original Bon sect, the Nyingma sect, the Kadam sect, and the Kagyu faction, the branch of the Kadam sect, have now formed their own faction, and finally the Saga faction. Therefore, these people still have mutual communication, and this grand event is very important to each faction. Once the championship is won, the significance and profits are self-evident."

"What do you mean is that at least people from these three areas will send at least a team of people to participate in this grassland competition? Aren't these people incompatible? How could they gather together for this competition? Isn't Tsomuhun afraid that they will fight?"

"It seems that Mr. Wu does not understand the current situation in Tubo. They were originally passed down by an ancestor. Of course, the Tubo nobles who like to join in the fun will not miss such a good opportunity, and for their own face, they will not attack others' territory."

Wu Yonglin thought to himself: You have been locked up here for so many years, can you still know everything about the outside world?

"Mr. Wu, do you know what I did before?"

"Are you Doroba responsible for collecting intelligence?"

"Mr. Wu, you are very smart. It is, in fact, we were clear about the formation and direction of the Wei Dynasty's troops in the Battle of Qingtang City. It is believed that the Tubo nobles not only provided convenience to the Wei Dynasty people, but also provided them with various war horses fed by us. Mr. Wu also saw the ending of that battle. But General Doroba was a very visionary person. I did not leave at that time. It was his instructor that I hoped to hide this chapter of the intelligence collection network and use it again when the time was ripe. Then, I made a comeback and know myself and the enemy. Why not worry about the big things."

"So that's what we are here?"

Wu Yonglin finally understood that Cuomuli was so sure to take Wu Yonglin away from here at the beginning. It was clear that there was his own person in this dungeon. Who would have thought that the boss of this intelligence website would be locked up in the dungeon? Although he has been locked up here over the years, he must have a clearer understanding of the surrounding situation than his younger brother who was kept in the dark.

Cuomuli nodded to him. The two of them understood and tacitly understood, but Duanmu Xiong beside him was much dull. He found that he couldn't understand the mystery of the two, so he simply stood aside and quietly set off a whistle for them. Wu Yonglin felt that this kid was a little extravagant, because while the two were talking, they must have had their own people waiting outside.

"What are you scared? Be honest."

When a man who looked big and three thick and sharp, with a sharp look in his eyes knocked a long pole in the dungeon not far away with the two of them, the familiar sound of footsteps came. There was no doubt that the man just now might be his own person arranged by Tso Muli, and the man just now was hiding in the dead corner of the two. If the person from Tso Muhun eavesdropped on all this and then passed the content of their conversation to Tso Muhun and the others, the consequences would be unimaginable. Wu Yonglin couldn't help but admire Tso Muli for so long-term vision of doing things.

The visitor had already regarded Wu Yonglin as a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh, and did not remove the unhappiness. At this time, the two of them were filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"The competition will officially start tomorrow. I'm here to remind Mr. Wu. It's still time to withdraw."

"Although you have won Kubai for three consecutive years, who can guarantee that you can once again win this honor this year?" Tsomuli said sarcastically.

After hearing that Tsomuli told the man's details one by one, Wu Yonglin couldn't help but start to feel cold. He didn't expect that this guy had such strength. No wonder he had the movement of his uniforms and Duanmuxiong so fast at that time. It seemed that this man had some tricks. But the bold words he had long said, Wu Yonglin was not a person who gave up casually. He would go on with his teeth and even if he failed, he had to lose.

"I am the legend sent by Changshengtian to defeat you. I hope you can withstand this blow by then. It would be better to seal the well nearby for water collection when you go back. I'm afraid that you can't think of it and jump down to find your own mistakes. That would be bad."

"Hahahaha, you are the first person in the past three years to dare to talk to me like this. Boy, I hope you can laugh at that time."

After Zhimacuo looked at Wu Yonglin with contempt, he laughed arrogantly. Duanmu Xiong beside him wanted to go up and beat him up, but with his ability, he was probably subdued again before he could take action and would become a fallen bear like last time.
Chapter completed!