After Wang regained his memory, he expelled Lan Yi.

During this period, only Lan Er was always with Wang.

The high priest knew that Qin Zong spent the last time in the Canglan Galaxy.

However, he originally thought that the king had given up.

Qin Zong raised his eyes slightly, and his cold and indifferent gaze fell on the high priest's face.

His eyes were calm.

"Why would the high priest think so?"

"Originally, my purpose was just to find a suitable place to live. I didn't want to become an invader."

The high priest looked at this strange king who he had cared for since he was a child but had not seen him for many years.

There was a little sadness in his old eyes, and he spoke in a difficult voice: "King, do you really want to abandon your people?"

"They have been waiting for you for tens of thousands of years."

"I was born in destruction, and it is my responsibility as a king to find hope."

Qin Zong's expression did not change, and he continued with a cold voice: "I have found a new place for them to live, so how can I say they are abandoning them?"

The stern man held the bed with his hands and stood up slowly.

The man's handsome face was still covered with a layer of pale color.

He slowly walked to the bedside and looked at the blue sky in the distance: "My responsibilities as a king have been fulfilled. Next, I just want to live my own life."

He knew that his injuries could not be hidden from the high priest.

His injuries looked horrific.

In fact, it can't kill him.

The high priest was silent for a long time. Knowing that Qin Zong had made up his mind, he could only nod helplessly.

"I understand what you mean."

"It's just..." The high priest's old eyes were filled with stubbornness: "King, I won't stop you if you leave."

"However, our people need a king. I hope you can bring us a successor."

Qin Zong frowned.

The high priest saw Qin Zong's potential rejection and quickly said: "We have indeed selected several young successors in the clan over the years, but they can manage the clan for you, but they cannot inherit the throne!"

"You know, the tribesmen can only accept the royal family as their religion."

Qin Zong waved his sleeves lightly.

"We will discuss this later."

Half a month later.

Monan Galaxy.

There was solemnity in the main star's conference room.

The old marshal led several generals and government officials to sit in the east.

Opposite them, the high priest and Lan Er were sitting.

The old marshal frowned slightly.

These days, he always looked at the other person who only wore blue clothes.

During today's negotiation, they actually changed into black ones.

He glanced at it and didn't take it seriously.

Sit with your eyes watching your nose and your nose watching your heart.

Anyway, he was just here to show off.

Negotiations must be left to professionals.

Yu Nan, a professional who was pushed away from the shelves, was speechless.

He calmed down and looked at the white-haired old man opposite.

Yu Nan folded his hands on the table and said in a calm tone: "We can accept your proposal. However, the specific details still need to be discussed."

The high priest spoke coldly.

"There is no need to discuss, all our demands have been written in the peace agreement."

"We can return all the territory of the empire, but you must mobilize troops to help us clean up the battlefield."

"Don't worry, we will pay all the remuneration that is due."

Yu Nan nodded slightly: "We can agree to all three conditions you proposed."

"The premise is that you sign this armistice agreement."

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