The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

His words stunned Young Master Tianhua for a moment. Finally, he sighed and said, "Why should we fight for power and profit? The result will only make the people of South Vietnam suffer more!"

Hearing this, Young Master Fengmu looked at him sarcastically and said, "Seventh Brother, you are still so cowardly and kind-hearted! The old woman of Wangshu tribe only wants stability and only wants to guard her little piece of land, but doesn't she know that once Fengnanbu has completely stabilized his footing, he will tolerate our existence?"

"The ending of our three major divisions is either submission or destruction! She doesn't want to fight, so why should she drag us down and not fight either."

"Since she is so noble, let her be so! This time, I don't know what has driven her crazy. She actually wants to unite the small tribes. However, this is the best. If we can make both of them lose, it will be beneficial to us. We just need to watch the show!"

Upon hearing this, Young Master Tianhua sighed and said nothing more.

At the same time, in a wooden house in the Wangshu tribe, Luo Yunxian looked at the more than sixty middle-aged chiefs of various small tribes in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Everyone, I believe you all know who I am, and I also believe you all know why I invited you here. I wonder if you have anything to say!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions varied. Some were excited, some were complicated, some were disdainful, and of course, some were angry.

"Master Wangshu, a member of my clan was killed. Have you ever thought about giving us an explanation for this matter?" At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up. His voice was full of anger.

At this time, Luo Donghe, the great elder of Wangshu, said, "Chief Qian, regarding the incident with your son, the Wangshu tribe deeply apologizes. It was our failure to protect him that allowed the Fengnan tribe to take advantage of the situation."

However, the other party obviously did not buy his words and snorted coldly:

"Hmph... don't tell me these nonsense. My son is dead now. I just want an explanation! You must give me an explanation."

Several other tribal leaders also said, "Yes, you must give us an explanation. After all, you are the one who held the son-in-law selection conference. We came here to show our support, but you caused the death of our relatives. Do you think that an apology from you can bring our relatives back to life?"

"That's right, how could our loved ones die in vain!"

"Yes... Today, you must give us an explanation, otherwise, there is no need to say anything! We will leave immediately..."

Seeing those people becoming more and more violent, many people around were led by them and were about to leave the place.

At this moment, Luo Yunxian stepped forward and said calmly: "Wait... Everyone, I am deeply sorry for the death of your relatives, but... Have you forgotten who killed your relatives! Instead of arguing with us for an explanation, you might as well think about how to take revenge!"

There was a hint of internal energy in her voice, and her words were heard throughout the room. The people who had just been arguing were shocked by her powerful internal energy, and for a moment, no one spoke anymore.

Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Luo Yunxian continued, "Do you feel that your hopes of revenge are slim and that you can't fight against the huge Fengnan tribe?!"

“But have you ever thought about this? Saint King Fengnan is unpopular. As long as we unite as one, will it be difficult to seek revenge on him?!”

"I believe that you have all been oppressed by them. If you are willing to continue to oppress me like this, then just ignore what I said and turn around and leave now. I will not make things difficult for you!"

"But if you are still willing to resist, if you still want to resist, then I hope you will listen to me. We, the oppressed tribes, will unite and overthrow the Holy King Fengnan."

"If you feel that you can't do it alone, and that your small tribes are powerless to fight against the Holy King Fengnan, what if our Wangshu tribe is willing to take the lead? "

Having said this, Luo Yunxian looked at the chiefs of the small tribes in front of him, with an indifferent expression but a solemn look on his face.

Her words were ear-opening, causing all the tribe leaders present to ponder over their thoughts. They were the most oppressed group in Fengnan.

Compared with the oppression of their own people by large and medium-sized tribes, these small tribes are oppressed more severely.

Not only did they have to pay taxes and tributes to the large and medium-sized tribes every year, but they were also bullied by them at will and their money, women, livestock, food, etc. were robbed.

Among the more than one hundred or nearly two hundred tribes in South Vietnam, nearly one hundred and seventy or eighty small tribes were all targets of oppression.

A long time ago, there were at least 250 small tribes in Nanyue. However, with the oppression of the large and medium-sized tribes, dozens of small tribes were eventually oppressed and destroyed.

It is precisely because of such conflicts between small tribes and large and medium-sized tribes that Luo Yunxian contacted those small tribes. She was not even worried that the matter would reach Feng Nanfang's ears.

From the moment she prepared to contact the small tribe, she knew that the truth would come out sooner or later, and that big tribes like Feng Nanbu would find out.

As for whether the small tribes were willing to come to participate in the liaison meeting, she believed that they would come, except that the small tribes could no longer bear the oppression of the large and medium-sized tribes such as Feng Nanbu.

Moreover, although the Wangshu tribe was a large tribe, it had the best reputation among the many tribes in South Vietnam. It never bullied small tribes and even helped protect those small tribes.

Compared to the other two tribes, Fengmu and Tianhua, which also did not rebel, the Wangshu tribe had the best reputation among the tribes in Nanyue.

Even large tribes like the Fengmu and Tianhua tribes often bully smaller tribes.

Because of this, after Luo Yunxian's grandmother, Luo Yueshu, now the chief of the Wangshu tribe, secretly sent out invitations to all the small tribes, only more than seventy tribes came at the beginning.

Up to now, more than 150 tribes have come here. Although there are still more than 30 tribes to come, the appeal is still amazing.

They did not come here out of fear of the Wangshu tribe's power, but entirely because of the Wangshu tribe's character.

The reason why those people were so agitated and spoke harshly was entirely because of the pain of losing a loved one, which made them unable to restrain themselves for a moment and thus spoke harshly to each other.

Now, after listening to Luo Yunxian's words, everyone calmed down. Yes, if they still want to survive under oppression, then just turn around and leave!

But if they don't want to be oppressed anymore and want to resist, they have to find a backbone to resist together, and the Wangshu tribe is the best backbone.

However, everyone showed hesitation in their eyes at this moment. Although what Luo Yunxian said made them excited, what if Luo Yunxian's ambition was to unify South Vietnam and become the second Holy King of South Vietnam?

They had no way of guaranteeing that after Luo Yunxian overthrew the Holy King of Nanyue, he would not exploit them like the Holy King of Nanyue did.