Fish swimming around the world

The Hunxie King's triangular eyes were filled with ferocious light. He never expected that the other party would be so rampant and domineering. His anger had already made the old jackal's fingers tremble.

Unfortunately, he knew better than to fight, at least not at this juncture. Otherwise, he will be the one to lose the most. At that time, I am afraid that the other three kings will not only want to carve up the Chile Ranch, but also their own territory.

"King Xiaoyao, you are crazier than that empress..."

King Hunxie stared at Jiang Fan, but finally waved his hand to stop his furious men.

Jiang Fan just sneered disdainfully: "Baturu, I'll give you some face, but please talk things over carefully. I'm a person who never has enough patience. This..."

He pointed at King Zuo Xian, Du Meng: "I think King Zuo Xian can testify."

Du Meng felt depressed, but at this time, he couldn't have a fight with Jiang Fan, so he had to step in and be a peacemaker.

"Ahem - you two, why don't you talk about it first? If it doesn't work out, we can discuss other things later."

His attitude also made King Hunxie feel shuddered again. Obviously, Du Meng had suffered a big loss at the hands of this man.

With the reconciliation between Batulu and Du Meng, negotiations finally returned to the table.

King Hunxie didn't bandage it, it was just a little skin injury, and he stopped the bleeding with a little movement. But at this moment, he was angry in his heart, but he didn't expect that Jiang Fan, with his mere cultivation, could actually hurt someone as strong as himself with a horn cup.

"Your Excellency should know that it is impossible to agree to these three conditions." King Hunxie suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

"Then, let's not talk about it." Jiang Fan looked impatient again.

Du Meng said at this time: "The two sides are in a stalemate, and this is not a solution. How about I make a suggestion, how about a bet between the two of you?"

Jiang Fan frowned: "A bet? How to bet? Should we each send troops to fight, or should we each send people to fight?"

Du fiercely shook his head and said with a smile: "It is not appropriate to send troops, but the fighting between the two sides is too inferior. Especially regarding the Crescent Princess in the conditions you have proposed, King Hemu'er cannot make the final decision. In order to resolve this dispute at once, How about inviting the prince to attend the Fuli Conference?"

"Fuli Conference?" Jiang Fan looked at him.

"Yes, has King Xiaoyao ever heard of it?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "I heard that it is a gladiatorial arena where the strongest warriors of the younger generation are selected. What does it have to do with me?"

Du Meng said: "I see that the prince has many young heroes, so it is better to send someone to participate in this conference. If we can win in the end, not only King Hunxie, but also the Royal Court of the Golden Tent can make the decision to agree to Princess Crescent's marriage condition."

Jiang Fan frowned and said: "I heard that all parties involved in the Fuli Conference are participating. If none of them can win in the end, wouldn't it mean that there is no bet?"

Du Meng said: "If neither side wins, it is better to settle the matter and make peace with each other by shaking hands than tit-for-tat. What do you two think?"

King Hunxie snorted: "I'm afraid that the Chinese people don't have the guts to fight against my barbarian warriors."

Jiang Fan seemed to be stimulated and sneered: "King Hunxie, you think too highly of your so-called warriors. I have so many strong men under my command, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch them!"

Du Meng saw this and immediately laughed and said: "It seems that both of you have no objections, so do you dare to make a contract?"

Jiang Fan looked at Batulu: "Perhaps the Golden Horde Royal Court agrees with his proposal?"

Batulu said in a deep voice: "Indeed, only the Royal Court can make the decision regarding the Crescent Princess matter. In line with the principle of peace being the most important, the Great Wolf Lord hopes that both parties will settle the matter, so he authorizes me, and I will agree to this matter on behalf of the Great Wolf Lord." , do you dare to accept it?”

"In this case, why don't I dare!" Jiang Fan said proudly.

King Hunxie rolled his eyes: "Wait a minute, what if you lose?"

Jiang Fan said: "Of course the conditions are exempted."

"This is not enough." King Hunxie said coldly: "The Qin army killed seven thousand of my tribe, and I also want an explanation."

Jiang Fan said coldly: "You took the initiative to violate the border and brought it upon yourself. Now you want to raise conditions again. Isn't it completely shameless?"

King Hunxie smiled sinisterly: "The strong is the king, and you should take whatever you ask for. The prince must understand this truth. If you don't dare, just go back and don't embarrass yourself here."

Jiang Fan seemed to be irritated: "Very good, I will listen to what you, the old jackal, can propose!"

"It's very simple. The 7,300 clan members, together with the 15,000 people who died in the war in the past six months, will each be compensated one hundred taels of silver. If they offend me, Princess Crescent Moon of the Royal Court, the compensation will be five hundred thousand taels!"

Jiang Fan's mind moved. This guy didn't ask for food, grass, or supplies, but instead chose to ask for money. It was a bit strange. But one hundred taels per person is one and a half million taels, plus the new moon's 500,000 taels, it is two million, which is not a small amount.

"What, don't you dare?" King Hunxie said sarcastically.

Jiang Fan waved his hand: "It's only two million silver, I accept it!"

"Okay! Have fun." Batulu said: "Then, the bet is established. Both parties will each appoint a young man to participate in the Fuli Conference. The loser agrees to the winner's conditions. If neither party wins in the end, they will each go back to appease their families. , let this matter go.”

As he spoke, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

That young arrogant prince probably didn't know that there was another hidden reason why the Great Wolf Lord agreed to King Zuo Xian's suggestion. That was that they were also aware of Jiang Fan's threat, whether it was his first time entering Northern Xinjiang. King Zuo Xian and the Great Wolf Lord were defeated, and this time they supported the empress with a hundred thousand troops, which made the Great Wolf Lord have an unprecedented murderous intention towards him.

Therefore, his mission was to get Jiang Fan into the situation and find an opportunity to kill him legitimately, so that the empress could not say anything.

What they regretted was that Jiang Fan did not intend to attend the Fuli Conference in person, but to appoint someone to attend the conference. This was completely understandable. After all, as the husband of the emperor, it was not appropriate for Jiang Fan to participate in the "son-in-law conference" of Princess Xinyue. Of course, King Hunxie knew that this was also due to the gambling agreement between Jiang Fan and the Feng family.

But in general, since Jiang Fan was in the grassland, there was a chance to kill him. If there was no chance, he could create one, but it needed to be very reasonable.

Everyone had their own thoughts, but they all pushed to the same point. Naturally, this thing would be easy to accomplish. As for the previous show of power, in addition to being really angry, it was just a performance.

King Hunxie, with a gloomy face, seemed to not want to say a word more, and left in a huff.

The big guy Zuo Xianwang acted as a peacemaker for a long time, and it was considered a great success. He looked at Jiang Fan meaningfully and left first.

Just as Jiang Fan was about to leave, he heard Baturu's voice: "Please wait, King Xiaoyao."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked, only to see Baturu waving his hand to dismiss the people around him, "Would you honor me with a private chat?"

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and then motioned for Montaigne and others to leave.

Meng Yi was a little worried. After all, Baturu was the number one warrior of the barbarians today, and his cultivation was ridiculously strong. It was really worrying that Jiang Fan was alone with him.

Jiang Fan didn't care and motioned for them to leave without worry.

After everyone left the tent, Baturu looked at Jiang Fan and nodded with admiration: "You dare to meet with me alone, you have courage, and you deserve to be the regent of the powerful Qin."

Jiang Fan took a few steps forward and sat down opposite him: "It has nothing to do with courage, because I know you are not that stupid."