Wearing a heavy black outfit and black leather armor, although he has reached middle age, his heroic appearance is still the same as before. Sitting on the main seat, he has the power of a king.
On both wings, Shen Fengchu and Shen Zilong were accompanied, while other lieutenants and officials were arranged in order on the left and right.
He looked around at everyone, coughed heavily, and spoke loudly.
"Today, I invite you all to come here because I want to be a witness for Shen!" His eyes naturally fell on Shen Zilong, "I and Zilong's father were once friends in adversity. Over the years, , I have always regarded Zilong as my own..."
On the side, Shen Zilong's heart instinctively tightened when he heard him mentioning himself.
"In my heart, I have always had two sons! One is Fengchu..." His heavy eyes lingered on Shen Fengchu for a moment, and his eyes fell gently on Shen Zilong's face, "The other is Zilong!"
Shen Zilong only locked eyes with him for a moment, then lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him.
"However, everyone knows that according to Daning law, this hereditary title can only be passed on to one heir. Therefore, I must choose one of them to be the future king of the northwest!"
He Zhong no longer calls himself the king, but calls himself "I", which is exactly the tone of a father.
Shen Zilong secretly gritted his teeth, and his eyes naturally passed over Shen Fengchu.
There was a look of contempt and unwillingness in his eyes.
He naturally believed that Shen wanted to pass the title to Shen Fengchu and at the same time take the opportunity to impeach him.
Looking at Shen Fengchu, Shen Zilong snorted coldly in his heart.
Him, why?!
It's just an embroidered pillow with a beautiful skin. He only knows how to idle around and play with women all day long. If the northwest falls into his hands, he will inevitably be annexed by Daning in the future.
"Why should my adoptive father be troubled by this?" Shen Zilong disagreed in his heart, but his face remained calm, "Fengchu is your biological son, so the position of Northwest King must belong to him!"
She turned her face seriously and looked into his eyes seriously, "Zilong, do you really think so?"
Shen Zilong lowered his face, "Does the adoptive father not believe in Zilong?!"
Sure enough, what follows is the highlight.
What two sons, what treating him as his own, after all, he still loves his own son more, doesn’t he?!
Even if it was a useless straw bag, he still had to give everything to him!
"But, I don't think so!" Shen Zhong said.
Shen Zilong's eyebrows trembled slightly.
Outside the tent, there was a soft sound of footsteps, and a person came in a hurry, his body covered with dust.
Shen Zilong turned his face and saw clearly that the man was his lieutenant, and he suddenly felt at ease.
The deputy general's return means that his Wild Wolf Group is back!
All this did not escape Shen Fengchu's eyes. Looking at the man opposite him who he had always regarded as his brother, he frowned slightly.
The army and horses had arrived, and Shen Zilong suddenly felt confident. He turned around and met the heavy gaze with his bright eyes, "What do you think, Lord foster father?"
"I don't think Fengchu has the ability to be the king of the northwest!" A heavy gaze fell on Shen Zilong's face with a lot of care and affection, "In terms of talent, ability, and prestige, Zilong, you are the most suitable candidate. !”
The deputy general walked in quietly, stood behind Shen Zilong, and made a small gesture to him.
The meaning is obvious, the Wild Wolf Group is already in place, ready for orders at any time.