The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

Feng Daishan was stunned when he heard this. They were acting but didn't want to get hurt, so everything was fake. These people were going to go back and make some fake injuries to fool people.

But they never thought that their plan would fail, and they were caught on the spot and their injuries were examined. It was impossible for these people to get away with it.

He looked up in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a woman walking towards him. Her peerless beauty and stunning appearance immediately made the surrounding South Vietnamese girls pale in comparison.

Even beauties like Zhong Ling and Qing Lingxiu would pale in comparison to her. It wasn't that these two women couldn't compare to the woman in front of them.

It was the aura emanating from the woman in front of him, her queen-like temperament, and the charming demeanor in her every move that made her the focus of the entire audience.

Following behind her were more than a hundred people. When Feng Daishan saw those people, he was completely dumbfounded. These people turned out to be the patriarchs of various small tribes.

At this time, how could he not know what was happening? Their plan was seen through by the woman in front of him and was easily resolved.

Although he had never seen Young Master Wangshu, he guessed that the woman in front of him was the famous Young Master Wangshu in South Vietnam.

"You...I..." He opened his mouth to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

Luo Yunxian glanced at Feng Daishan coldly and said, "Now, what else do you have to say? Take him away... and lock him up..."

Following her voice, the Wangshu warriors immediately took all the people from the Feng Daishan and other medium-sized tribes away. The bodies were also piled together and then set on fire.

All the unrest was quelled, but because of the bloodbath that had just taken place, the fire sacrifice ceremony came to an end.

The people of each small tribe were sent back, and except for some people who were injured, there were no deaths. The Wangshu warriors under the altar rushed out and protected them.

In addition, Jiang Fan was in control of the situation and no chaos occurred, so everyone was spared. However, a few warriors of the Wangshu tribe died.

The people of the medium-sized tribes were not vegetarians either. Facing death, they also burst out with unprecedented fighting power. Unfortunately, they had been calculated long ago and ultimately could not escape the fate of defeat.

The chiefs of the small tribes looked at Jiang Fan with gratitude in their eyes. If the occasion had not been inappropriate, they would have stepped forward to thank Jiang Fan.

Luo Yunxian looked at the man not far ahead, who was looking at her with a complicated expression but a faint smile, and the corners of her mouth curled up inexplicably. She glanced at Jiang Fan charmingly, then turned around and left with everyone.

Jiang Fan watched Yun Luo leaving, feeling relieved but also a little unspeakable timid.

He wanted to see Yun Luo, but he was also a little afraid to see her. He wanted to see Yun Luo because of the Wangshu tribe's affairs, and he was afraid to see her because he felt guilty.

When they were in Hejian Mansion, Yun Luo risked his life to save him, but in the end, he still ignored this woman. At that time, perhaps he did not have much feelings for her in his heart.

But now that they meet, he wants to take advantage of the other person again, which really makes him feel guilty!

Seeing that Jiang Fan looked upset, Zhong Ling gently held his hand, with concern in her eyes. She also felt Jiang Fan's conflicting feelings, but she didn't know what to say to comfort him.

Qing Lingxiu, who was standing by, saw Jiang Fan and Zhong Ling'er shaking hands, and a hint of sadness flashed across her eyes. She turned her head away, pretending not to see it.

At this time, Qing Yucheng was concentrating on checking the condition of his sweetheart Dan Hong. He was so nervous that he did not notice anything unusual about the other three people.

As the chiefs and others of the tribes left, the people of the small tribes also left the venue and returned to their homes.

However, just as Jiang Fan and others returned to the door of their residence, Qing Yucheng and Qing Lingxiu saw several figures standing not far from the door. When they saw those figures, the two siblings showed surprise on their faces and hurried over.

Jiang Fan, Zhong Ling, Dan Hong and others also hurriedly followed.

"Dad... why are you here?" Qing Yucheng and Qing Lingxiu hurriedly said to the person in front of them who was the leader.

Then, the two siblings greeted other people. Jiang Fan recognized the identities of the people in front of him. The one in the lead was the father of Qing Yucheng and his siblings, and the other three beside him were uncles from the same tribe.

"I arrived half a day later than you. I feel relieved to see that you are okay..." The middle-aged man in the lead smiled and patted his son's shoulder, then stroked his daughter's head.

"Thank you for your hard work for your mother... I have met your two uncles, and I know what happened on your journey!"

"You did a great job..." Having said that, the middle-aged man in the lead turned to look at Jiang Fan and walked over.

"Qing Guangyuan greets...my benefactor!" He bowed and said to Jiang Fan respectfully.

He originally wanted to call Jiang Fan "Prince", but there were many people from other tribes around, so there were some things he couldn't say.

Jiang Fan stepped forward and held Qing Guangyuan's hand, smiling faintly: "No need to be polite, it's fate that we met, it's just a small matter, it's not worth mentioning!"

Hearing this, Qing Guangyuan smiled and said, "It's a small matter for you, but for me, if something happens to them, I'm afraid..."

He couldn't finish the rest of the sentence, his eyes were slightly red. Jiang Fan looked at him and sighed in his heart.

He was right. If something happened to his children and his wife couldn't be saved, he would probably have to live in pain forever.

At this time, Qing Guangyuan looked up at Jiang Fan and said, "My benefactor, Young Master Wangshu asked me to tell you that you should go there... I wonder if it is convenient for you, my benefactor!"

Jiang Fan hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and finally nodded. He was originally planning to meet Yun Luo, and since others had come to invite him, it was a good opportunity to meet him.

Qing Guangyuan spoke a few more words to his children, then took Jiang Fan and Zhong Ling with him and headed towards Dongluan. As the group of six walked along, only Qing Guangyuan was chatting with Jiang Fan.

Qing Guangyuan also told Jiang Fan why he came to the Wangshu tribe.

When Jiang Fan heard that Yun Luo had actually united a group of small tribes and was preparing to fight against the Holy King of Nanyue, he was slightly stunned.

Although Qing Guangyuan did not explain it clearly, Jiang Fan also thought about why Yun Luo did this, and he also knew that Qing Guangyuan might have told him so much at Yun Luo's instruction.

The purpose is to tell Jiang Fan that she, Yunluo, has made sufficient preparations for Jiang Fan. By then, as long as all the small tribes are connected, the rule of the Saint King of Nanyue can be overthrown.

Judging from the current situation, the small tribes have completely broken away from the medium-sized and larger tribes after what happened at the fire festival. The war could break out at any time!

When they reached the top of Dongluan Mountain, Qing Guangyuan bowed respectfully to Jiang Fan and looked towards the tallest wooden house on Dongluan Mountain.

"Your Majesty, the residences of the clan leader and the deputy clan leader are in front of us. Please go up! I will not accompany you..."