The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

The young girl at the side said hastily, "Since the benefactor is also going to the Wangshu tribe, why don't we go together so that we can take care of each other!"

The girl's idea was very simple. The woman next to Jiang Fan was very powerful, and the strange hidden weapon in Jiang Fan's hand was even more amazing. With them accompanying her, her group would be much safer.

Jiang Fan nodded upon hearing this.

"Just to my liking..."

He was worrying about how to ask for permission to go with him, but now it seems that he doesn't need to ask.

Qing Yucheng was slightly delighted when he heard this. The two middle-aged men beside him frowned and looked at Jiang Fan, but said nothing more.

They obviously also hoped to rely on the fighting power of Jiang Fan and the other man to reach the Wangshu tribe safely.

"By the way, Brother Qing, who were those people just now? Why did they attack you?" Jiang Fan asked casually as the group just set off.

The conversation between the few people just now made him feel that this son-in-law selection meeting might have some unexpected secrets. Since he came to the Wangshu tribe to do business, he certainly didn't want to miss any details.

Upon hearing this, Qing Yucheng's face surged with anger and he said, "They are from the Fengnan tribe. The Saint King of the Fengnan tribe wants his son, the Little Saint King, to marry Young Master Wangshu. Now they are going around intercepting and killing candidates from small tribes who have not submitted to them."

"After they killed him, they sent someone to pretend to be from that small tribe and participate in the election. Their purpose was to protect their little Saint King."

“Once all the candidates attending the meeting become their people, it will not be difficult for the Little Saint King to be elected.”

At this time, Qing Lingxiu on the side was also a little annoyed and said: "They are so shameless. In order to drag the Wangshu tribe into the water and help them fight against Dayan, they simply did everything. That little Saint King is a piece of shit. Before his father came back, he relied on his status as the young patriarch to do evil everywhere and harm decent women. He did all kinds of evil."

"Now that his father has returned, he has become even more aggressive. This time he has even set his sights on Young Clan Leader Wangshu!"

Jiang Fan looked at the two siblings and said, "If that's the case, then isn't it very dangerous for you to participate in the selection of a son-in-law? I'm afraid the little saint king of the Fengnan tribe will not let you go. Moreover, even if you participate in the selection of a son-in-law, I'm afraid you won't be selected!"

He was somewhat surprised that Qing Yucheng was facing such a situation, why did he still want to participate in the selection of a son-in-law. He was a member of a small tribe, powerless, and this was no different from seeking death.

Hearing this, Qing Yucheng sighed and said, "I don't want to participate in any son-in-law selection. After all, I already have a lover. However, my mother is seriously ill and only the Wangshu tribe has precious medicine to cure her. If I can be selected, I may be able to ask the Wangshu tribe for the precious medicine. I can only come here and give it a try."

Qing Lingxiu followed up and said, "The precious medicine is the treasure of the Wangshu tribe. We can't ask for it. There is no other way except to successfully choose a son-in-law!"

Jiang Fan frowned when he heard this.

If things were really as the brother and sister said, the Fengnan tribe was trying hard to win over the Wangshu tribe. If they were allowed to successfully choose a son-in-law, then all his plans might fail.

Maybe all eight tribes of South Vietnam will rebel in the end, and then it will be difficult to take over South Vietnam.

Therefore, he had to prevent the little holy king of the Fengnan tribe from successfully choosing a son-in-law.

Thinking of this, his heart moved slightly. He looked at Qing Yucheng and said, "Brother Qing, how sure are you about choosing a son-in-law?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Yucheng shook his head and said, "I'm actually not even a little bit sure. This time, there are three levels to pass in selecting a son-in-law, namely wisdom, courage, and strategy! There are many talented people in the tribes of Nanyue. Although the little saint king is not a good person, he still has some ability."

"Even if he doesn't have enough ability, with so many people backing him up, he has the greatest chance of being chosen! I... am afraid I don't have any chance at all."

As soon as he said this, Qing Lingxiu and the other two people beside him looked lost and helpless!

Hearing this, Jiang Fan smiled at Qing Yucheng and said, "Brother Qing, you participated in the selection of sons-in-law in order to find medicine. How about we make a deal? I can help you cure your mother's illness. Can you give me your place in the selection of sons-in-law?"

Jiang Fan was not sure that he could successfully choose a son-in-law, but he was sure that he could stop the little holy king of the Fengnan tribe.

Since the Fengnan tribe intended to use this to unite with the Wangshu tribe, he destroyed Fengnan's plan.

Qing Yucheng looked at Jiang Fan in surprise when he heard this, and the other three were also shocked. They didn't expect Jiang Fan to make such a suggestion.

Jiang Fan's request was obviously a bit excessive. Besides, didn't this guy say he was here to watch the fun?

They were just watching the fun and saw someone trying to pretend to participate in the son-in-law selection? Therefore, the four of them immediately became suspicious of Jiang Fan's identity.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn and grim the moment Jiang Fan asked for the invitation.

Qing Yucheng and his two uncles looked at Jiang Fan warily, keeping their distance. However, Qing Lingxiu looked at Jiang Fan with a slightly strange look, and a light flashed in her eyes.

She suddenly said, "Brother Jiang, you are King Qin of Dayan, Jiang Fan!"

She did not feel daunted by the atmosphere on the scene, but instead had a look of innocence.

He even changed the way he addressed Jiang Fan from "Benefactor" to "Brother Jiang".

This kind of address actually brought the two sides closer together and obviously eased the tense and solemn atmosphere.

However, Zhong Ling looked at Qing Lingxiu dangerously, and there was a murderous intent in that terrifying look.

Jiang Fan’s identity cannot be exposed. If the girl in front of him recognizes Jiang Fan, it will be very dangerous for Jiang Fan.

Zhong Ling was waiting for Jiang Fan's order. As long as Jiang Fan opened his mouth, she would kill the four people in front of her on the spot without hesitation.

Jiang Fan looked at the girl in front of him with some surprise. She had bright eyes and white teeth and looked to be about sixteen years old.

She is full of youthfulness, with a round face and big eyes, and she looks lively and smart.

She was extremely beautiful, a true beauty! She looked innocent, but the cunning in her eyes made Jiang Fan realize that the girl in front of him was actually very smart.

Jiang Fan knew that she was not reckless or ignorant when she exposed her identity. Jiang Fan knew that she must have something to say. He smiled at Qing Lingxiu and said:

"It is me... I wonder if Miss Lingxiu has any advice for me!"

Qing Lingxiu was slightly pleased when she heard this. She ignored the surprised looks of her brother and two uncles and said quickly:

"It's you...Xiu'er has wanted to meet you for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet you in real time!" The girl ignored the murderous aura on Zhong Ling and smiled at Jiang Fan.

"You are a good person in our Heqing tribe... We have all heard about what you did for the people of Nanyue in Guiyun City! Many of our small tribes do not want to follow the Fengnan tribe in rebellion..."

"You came to the Wangshu tribe, do you want to unite with the Wangshu tribe to fight against Feng Nanfang... What do you want to do? We will help you..."

The girl talked to herself, talking about Jiang Fan's heroic deeds in Guiyun City and what the various small tribes in South Vietnam were thinking.

Finally, she even volunteered to help Jiang Fan.