"But your father is old."
Lin Suisui sighed softly. Before Gu Han could say anything else, Gu Han pointed out this fact.
An old lion was destined to be unable to suppress the restlessness in the tribe.
"I believe you know what the northern barbarian nobles hope to obtain. In the past, you were able to stabilize the situation because your father was still young and powerful at that time. Therefore, he could also suppress those with completely different thoughts and schemes.
However, your father is old and sick now. Moreover, your brother succeeded this time. What will the nobles think?
What if the promise your brother gives is more tempting than that of your father?
"For example, invade the empire's territory and share the wealth that has been plundered from the empire? What do you think those nobles will think? Will they still be willing to listen to the instructions of an old and weak Khan and turn down the wealth that they might obtain?"
