"Why would I kill you?"
Sun Bin naturally would not do such a stupid thing.
The position and meaning that Shan Hu held amongst the Li Race aboriginals was exceptional. If they really killed him, Yashan City would become mortal enemies with the Li Race. In such a scenario, it would be impossible to recruit them.
"Then release me!"
Since he saw that nothing would happen to his life, Shan Hu grew arrogant once again.
"Release you? Impossible."
Sun Bin has been reading war texts and learned of Zhu Geliang, who captured and released Meng Huo seven times. Naturally, he would not do something so dumb that wasted time and energy.
"You!" Shan Hu was furious, "What exactly do you want?"
"Cooperation!"
"Cooperation?"
"That's right!"
"Hen, our Li Race lives here. We definitely won't cooperate with all you Han people." Shan Hu was defiant. He had a strong sense of distrust toward Han people.
