In the corner of the banquet garden in the mayor's villa, Evelyn Miller and Falling Rain and Flying Eagle stood there, and there was no one next to them, as if they were in another world.

"They don't want to see us at all." Looking at the lively banquet around, Feiying did not feel a trace of joy, but was full of anger in his heart.

He saw the mayor talking to a young man.

But when they wanted to go over and talk to the mayor.

The damned housekeeper actually told them that the mayor was now discussing important matters and had no free time to receive them.

It's fooling them like idiots.

The other party has already appeared at the banquet, and there is no free time?

This is clearly just a lame excuse.

But there was nothing they could do.

"Calm down." Falling Rain, who was also sad, gently patted his son's arm.

Although he is only in his fifties, he is the chief of an Indian tribe.

The difficult living environment and the worry of the tribe made him look extremely old.

"Sorry Mr. Efrin, we troubled you." Falling Rain apologized to Evelyn Miller next to him.

Hearing his father's words, and then looking at Evelyn Miller who was running around for them, the originally indignant flying eagle was also a respectful expression of gratitude.

"No, no need to be sorry, I didn't help either." Evelyn Miller quickly shook his head.

He was invited to the mayor's banquet in St. Denis during his sabbatical as a teacher at the New Haven College in Connecticut.

To be honest, he wasn't going to come here.

Because during his tenure, he fell into a kind of confusion.

As a European, he liked the country of the Federation, which in his opinion was an ideal place, a whole.

But during his time at the university, he found that the Federation sent all the smart people there, inspiring them but also inhibiting them from generating too many new ideas.

This seemed to him to be a paradoxical approach.

At the same time, he also learned about the spirit of expansion in the old western federation.

He was fascinated by it, but he also sympathized with the Indians who had been brutally treated in the expansion of the West.

Just like his contradictions about the Federation.

So when attending the banquet of the mayor of St. Denis, when he saw the falling rain and flying eagles, and learned about their difficulties.

Evelyn Miller decided to help them as much as he could.

But obviously, he overestimated his identity and status a little.

In the past, some people respected him only because of his fame, and those fame can be converted into profit.

But for Henri Lemieux, this fame is obviously not worth mentioning, and it does not benefit him in the slightest.

"We're used to it..." Falling Rain was silent for a few seconds, then said a little dejectedly.

"We fought hard and then signed a peace treaty... And those treaties were broken. "

"We were expelled, punished ... Expelled, punished. Falling Rain's expression became frustrated, and the flying eagle next to him couldn't help but clench his fists.

But at this moment, a voice that made them slightly stunned sounded.

"That's because you don't understand the rules and gameplay of this game."

Chen Xu, who was holding two glasses of wine in his hand, came to them and said with a hint of a smile.

"Do you need it?" Chen Xu handed one of the cups to Falling Rain.

"Nope." Falling Rain gently shook his head and refused, and then fixed his eyes on Chen Xu.

"I saw you, when you were in a convoy of horses... is crossing the river of Cumberland Falls..." Speaking of this, the expression of the falling rain has changed a little.

Shocked, incredulous, and some bewildered.

Although he is getting older, he is still quite confident in his memory.

When he saw Chen Xu communicating with the mayor before, the noisy environment, coupled with the dark, he didn't see too clearly.

But now, he remembered.

It was the same convoy he had seen while crossing Cumberland Falls a few months earlier.

He knew exactly who that convoy was.

A group of western outlaws.

Having experienced the war between the South and the North, and half a century of experience, he is well aware. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

But a person who was among those outlaws at that time was now able to haunt the upper banquet of St. Denis, and even talk to the mayor?

Knowing these falling rains, the whole person is confused.

Handing the wine in his hand to the waiter, and then waiting for him to walk away, Chen Xu couldn't help but show a smile: "Maybe you can see a lot of familiar faces at this banquet, but I have to say that you recognize the wrong person." "

"Matthew Calland, an ordinary merchant in St. Denis." Chen Xu stretched out his right hand towards the falling rain.

He knew that Falling Rain had recognized him.

But what does that matter?

Not to mention that he himself did not carry any malice.

Secondly, even if the rain is publicized to the outside world, what can be done?

People would believe in a wealthy federal businessman who is committed to philanthropy, supports the feminist movement, and is socially responsible.

Or will it go and believe an Indian?

The answer is indisputable.

"Falling rain, this is my child flying eagle." Hearing Chen Xu's words, he immediately understood that Chen Xu did not want to continue the previous topic, and also stretched out his hand to introduce himself.

"Evelyn Miller." Ai (Zhao Li's) Flintmiller next to him also stretched out his hand to introduce himself.

"So, sir, what do you mean by what you just said?" Falling Rain asked towards Chen Xu.

This is the problem he is most concerned about.

"So what is your situation now?" Chen Xu did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

Falling Rain was silent for a moment: "Now they are going to expel us again." "

Evelyn Miller, who was next to him, interjected: "This is a clear violation of the peace treaty signed three years ago. "

I couldn't help it anymore, and the resentment in my heart made Flying Eagle stand up: "Doing so will trigger a war." "

"No, child, there will be no war." Falling Rain quickly grabbed the flying eagle and glanced at the people around him at the same time.

After discovering that they did not pay attention to this small corner, Luoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and then shook his head bitterly: "We can no longer withstand war." "。