Mother, I have returned to the throne.

"Listen up, everyone! From now on, not even a fly can escape from this alley!"

Hearing what Song Yuan said.

High Priest Bulma suddenly waved his hand.

"Your Highness, since you are so willing to accept defeat, I will give you an explanation. I will verify it later and make sure to find those two wrong answers for you!"

This question has 4 answers.

That was told to Bulma by the barbarian prophet himself!

Even the so-called arithmetic was passed down by the prophets.

It is no exaggeration to say that in Bulma's heart, the prophet is equivalent to his own faith.

How can faith be wrong?

At that moment, he secretly challenged himself and slowly unfolded the folded paper.

"Hehe...there are indeed two differences!"

Just a glance.

Bulma found the two answers written by Song Yuanduo.

"If it weren't for his highness's cleverness, he might have been able to answer this question. What a shame... He's too self-righteous. Today, he's destined to be defeated by me!"

After seeing those two numbers, Bulma thought she had a sure win.

There are questions and answers.

The calculation is much simpler.

Even Bulma only needs to use her brain to determine one or two things within three minutes.

But you can wait for three minutes.

But now it seems particularly long in the eyes of everyone in the Zhengbei Palace.

"Boy, why don't you leave now? Do you really want to die here?" Seeing Song Yuan's calm face, Ye Xuan couldn't help but move forward and urge him.

Based on what Song Yuan had done before, she, as his aunt, had already accepted Song Yuan's identity as her son-in-law in her heart!

If Song Yuan died here, where would he find such a good son-in-law?

But who would have thought that even at this critical moment, Song Yuan still dared to make fun of him!

This fearless guy stared at Ye Xuan's chest and sighed after a few seconds.

"Auntie, do you feel unstable when you walk?"

dying!

Ye Xuan wanted to strangle Song Yuan to death when she heard this: "Are you even listening to me?"

The conversation between the two also fell into the ears of Wang Chao Ma Han.

"Your Highness, please retreat from the mansion now. There is a back door in the backyard!"

"We will defend this place to the death. As long as no one falls, we will not let anyone even take a single step past this threshold!"

"That's right, Your Highness. If you were alive, you could still seek justice for us someday. If you died, it would truly be a waste of your life!"

Even the three members of the Huben Army knelt down in front of Song Yuan.

Seeing that his subordinates were so loyal, Song Yuan couldn't help but show a look of relief on his face.

"Don't worry, I won't die today, and neither will you!"

"There will be results later!"

"Impossible, how is it possible?"

Song Yuan's words had just fallen when a scream came from Bulma's mouth.

The high priest who had been so arrogant before now looked like a madman, waving his hands repeatedly and tearing the note in his hand into pieces!

His eyes were red and veins on his forehead were bulging.

He kept repeating one sentence over and over in his mouth.

"The answer is clearly 4, clearly 4... Why is it hiding? How can there be more?"

"High Priest, are you sure?" Song Yuan smiled when he saw this.

Just a few words, at this critical moment, it was like adding insult to injury!

"How did you do that? How on earth did you do that?"

Bulma suddenly turned her head and stared at Song Yuan with her eyes.

"I've said it before, a frog in a well, how dare he talk about the world?" Song Yuan said with a smile.

"You know the answer is 4, that's because you only saw 4. I said the answer is 6 because he has 6!"

"You and I are on different levels. You're still in the well, while I've already jumped out of it. You're always confused. How can you feel the vastness of the world?"

really?

is this real?

Faced with Song Yuan's teachings, Bulma subconsciously raised her hands in front of her eyes.

Looking at the lines on his palms, his whole body trembled slightly.

Am I really a frog in a well?

How can I escape from the courtyard?

For a moment, even as the second-in-command among the barbarians, Bulma couldn't help but feel confused.

As for the people around Song Yuan.

The shock at this moment was not much less than Bulma's!

Win, really win?

Ye Xuan's eyes were wide open, and she still felt a little confused at this moment.

Doesn’t it clearly say that there are only 4 answers?

Is Song Yuan really right?

The five people who were willing to risk their lives before showed emotion on their faces.

When he looked at Song Yuan, there was even more admiration in his eyes.

Facing the barbarians, Song Yuan created miracles again and again.

After going through so many things, everyone even feels a little accustomed to it!

Even if you say tomorrow that Song Yuan led the Zhenbei Army to fight in the territory of the barbarians, I am afraid that the five people will not find it strange.

Even the high priest was repeatedly defeated by Song Yuan!

Looking at the entire barbarian world, who can compete with Song Yuan?

"High Priest, don't just stand there like an idiot. Have you forgotten the bet we made?"

For a moment, the scene was silent. When the people who had surrounded Song Yuan saw Bulma's appearance, they realized that something was wrong and retreated one after another.

Song Yuan walked straight ahead and separated the crowd.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he stood in front of Bulma with confidence.

At this moment, although Song Yuan was a head shorter than Buma, he stood there as if looking down on others!

"High Priest, it's time for you to perform the apprenticeship ceremony!"

"I……"

Bulma came back to her senses with a start, her face full of unwillingness.

However, as a person who can climb to the top, the so-called forbearance can still be achieved after all.

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

Bulma bent her body vertically at ninety degrees and roared at the top of her lungs.

"Be good, my disciple!"

Song Yuan became even more outrageous. In such a situation, he actually reached out and patted Bu Ma on the back of his head!

Then he added, "Since you've become my disciple, I naturally have to give you a gift. Master, I don't have much to give you, so I'll just give you two big slaps in the face!"

"High Priest, please don't forget our previous agreement. If you don't want to come yourself, I can do it for you!"

After becoming a disciple, he was slapped in the face!

Song Yuan's face turned cold and he urged, "High Priest, what are you waiting for!"

This time, Bulma was straightforward.

He swung his arm and slapped the man's face twice!

clap clap...

Outside the alley.

As time went by, a lot of people gathered to watch the fun. Seeing Bulma getting slapped in the face in the street, the crowd instantly became excited.

"This is such a relief! These barbarians were so arrogant before, but now they're in the hands of the Crown Prince. Aren't they going to dominate me?"

"My Great Qin has always been suppressed by the barbarians, but today I finally feel relieved!"

"Who among you said the eldest prince was useless before? Stand up right here!"

"From now on, no more rumors can be believed. If anyone says the Crown Prince is incompetent again, I will fight him!"

"Let's go!"

The crowd laughed incessantly, and Bulma blushed even more when she heard it.

As he spoke, he waved his hand and fled away in disgrace like a rat crossing the street.

But just as Bulma was about to get on the horse, Song Yuan suddenly laughed.

"High Priest, have you forgotten something? The warhorse beside you now belongs to me. What do you mean by stealing my things?"

"Leave all the horses behind!"

When Bulma heard this, her cheeks felt burning. In order to get away as quickly as possible, she had to swallow her anger.

He abandoned his horse and walked all the way to the outside of the alley.

Then he turned around and threatened Song Yuan.

"Grand Prince, we'll meet on the battlefield. I want to see if you can still be so arrogant in the face of my satisfied butcher knife."

But the next second, with Song Yuan's reminder, Bulma's face completely fell.

"High Priest, whether I can survive by then is a matter for the future. The war horses you left behind are not enough!"

"Don't forget to gather all the war horses when you get back. I'll pack them up and send someone to get them!"

"I'd like to see how long it will take the high priest and his subordinates to return to the barbarian territory on foot."