The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

The scene was in dead silence, and everyone looked at Jiang Fan and Zhong Ling in shock, not coming to their senses for a long time. They thought there would be a fierce battle.

But who would have thought that with the cooperation of Jiang Fan and Zhong Ling, and with the restraint of the siblings Qing Yucheng and Qing Lingxiu, the two tigers would be defeated like this!

The boys who had mocked Jiang Fan before suddenly shrank their necks, their eyes full of fear. Not only was Zhong Ling powerful, but Jiang Fan, who looked like a waste, had even more terrifying hidden weapons in his hands.

When everyone came to their senses, Jiang Fan, Zhong Ling and the Qing brothers and sisters turned around and left, leaving the others in a daze.

Soon, people from the Wangshu tribe heard the news and rushed over. When they learned that a tiger had attacked people and had been dealt with, they learned the details and then sent people to pull the tiger away.

Jiang Fan was not unwilling to wait for the Wangshu people to come, but he couldn't be too conspicuous. After all, his identity could not be easily exposed.

Even if he wanted to attract Young Master Wangshu's attention, he could only do so secretly, not in public.

Not long after Jiang Fan and his companions returned to their residence, the young master of the Daifeng tribe, one of the eight major tribes, came to the residence of the Little Saint King of Fengnan.

"Little Saint King, the plan has failed. The two tigers I attracted did not cause any sensation or damage. As soon as they rushed down, they were killed by a group of people!"

The young master of the Daifeng tribe said to the Little Saint King with a somewhat unpleasant expression.

Their Daifeng tribe was one of the eight major tribes in South Vietnam, and was also one of the other four tribes that rebelled along with the southern part of Vietnam.

The most famous method of the Daifeng tribe is beast taming. They have a secret method to train wild beasts for their own use.

They had originally planned to disrupt the son-in-law selection conference and deepen the conflicts between the major tribes and the Wangshu tribe, and the beast attack was one of the causes.

But who would have thought that although there was an attack by wild animals, no harm was caused and it was just dealt with so hastily.

Upon hearing this, the Little Saint King's eyes welled with anger, and he instantly crushed the wine glass in his hand.

"What happened? Even if the tribes had powerful men, they couldn't have suffered no losses. They just lost two tigers! What happened?"

The Little Saint King looked coldly at Shao Yan of the Daifeng tribe with an icy voice.

"Reporting to the Little Saint King, I heard that it was done by the people of the Qing tribe. Some of them calmed the scene and prevented chaos. Among them, there was a man and a woman who killed the two tigers in an instant."

"That woman should be a top-notch expert. I heard that the man used a hidden weapon that made a loud bang. I'm not sure about the details."

Upon hearing this, the Little Saint King frowned.

How could a woman who was a top-notch expert be possible? Could those small tribes also produce top-notch experts? Could the martial arts passed down by their ancestors enable anyone among them to reach the level of a top-notch expert?

In the entire South Vietnam, only people from the eight major tribes can reach the level of first-class masters. Even those from the relatively wealthy medium-sized tribes can only be close to the level of first-class masters at most.

He couldn't believe that a small tribe could produce a first-class master. How was that possible?

As for the hidden weapon that exploded, what was it? He hadn't seen it at the scene, so for a moment he couldn't think of what the revolver Jiang Fan used was.

Even other people couldn't tell. Even though some of them had seen the instant rifles used by the Huaining Army in Guiyun City, they couldn't connect them with the short revolver in Jiang Fan's hand.

“Don’t worry about these for now. Don’t let the Wangshu tribe find out. Pretend not to know for now! Go back. The plan for tonight remains unchanged!” The Little Saint King thought for a moment and said to the other party.

Since the sabotage failed, he didn't want to waste time on this matter. If he continued to pay attention to it, it might attract the attention of the Wangshu tribe.

Upon hearing this, Shaoyan from the Daifeng tribe said goodbye and left.

On the other side, Luo Yunxian also received news that a tiger had attacked the tribesmen attending the meeting. A gleam of light suddenly flashed in her eyes, and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

She knew who had done it, even though she had no evidence, but she was absolutely sure. Apart from the Daifeng tribe, who else could have made the tigers rush down the mountain without fear of the crowd?

But even though they knew that the Little Saint King was behind this, they still couldn't do anything to him before uniting all the small tribes.

She got a general idea of ​​what happened. Xiaolan, the maid beside her, said, "Miss, from what they reported back, several people from a small tribe gathered together for fun. Then, one of them performed the Dream Chaser and The Smiling, Proud Wanderer plays you brought back. So, quite a few people came to watch."

"Then, the tiger came down from the mountain. Fortunately, someone was calm and gave orders at the time, so no serious consequences were caused."

Luo Yunxian didn't care when she heard this. After all, she often performed the two songs she brought back. Everyone in the Wangshu tribe who heard the songs liked them.

Then, this piece of music gradually spread out, and there was a learning craze in South Vietnam. However, most of the pieces she heard were filled with errors and omissions.

She instinctively felt that Lan'er was talking about the missed tracks performed by those people.

But at this moment, Lan Er said, "I heard from them that someone performed the wrong songs at the beginning, but later someone from the tribe said he knew the complete songs. Not only did he perform the complete songs, he also performed the songs from The Smiling, Proud Wanderer!"

As soon as Lan'er said this, Luo Yunxian was stunned. She quickly looked at Lan'er and asked, "You said someone performed the entire song? Is this true? Do you know who it is?"

According to her understanding, the songs that were circulated outside were incomplete versions, which she had heard several times. However, she did not correct them.

Moreover, after she performed them several times, she never performed those two songs again.

Therefore, there should be no one in the whole of South Vietnam who knows the complete repertoire. But how could the people of this small tribe know the complete repertoire? !

A strange feeling surged in her heart. Could it be that the person performing the song was the person she had in mind?

However, she soon laughed at herself. Why would that person come to their Wangshu tribe? Maybe he was a member of a small tribe who went to Dayan, learned the complete repertoire, and performed it to please her.

"We still have to find out who it is." Lan'er said.

Hearing this, Luo Yunxian shook her head and said, "Let's put this matter on hold for now. Go and prepare well. There can be no mistakes in tonight's fire festival!"

Although Luo Yunxian really wanted to check whether that person was the one she thought, the most urgent thing at the moment was the fire sacrifice ceremony in the evening.

If one of them is not handled properly, then the purpose of her son-in-law selection conference may fail.