Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes: "I hope you remember the conditions."

Feng Chen waved his hand: "I won't forget."

Jiang Fan shook his hand and threw him an envelope: "The information I want you to provide is all in it, remember to respond."

Feng Chen unfolded it and took a look, then clenched his hand, and the envelope instantly turned into ashes. "I'll tell you after I get back, but there's something I can tell you in advance. Ling Zong did come here, and I caught him."

Jiang Fan was surprised: "You caught Ling Zong's people?"

Feng Chen sneered: "Spying on my Golden Peaked Eagle King is a crime that cannot be forgiven. If there was no one who escaped, this emperor would have executed him long ago. But what is the relationship between Ling Zong and my father?"

Jiang Fan smiled faintly: "Maybe not, just guessing."

Feng Chen actually thought about it: "Your guesses usually make sense, but I won't give it to you until you can explain it clearly. Okay, I won't say anymore. Such a big scene should have alarmed many people. I should go."

Jiang Fan casually bowed: "Goodbye."

Feng Chen walked to the door of the tent and turned around to look at him: "Jiang Fan, no matter what, I have to tell you one thing, you are the first person I want to kill the most."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Not Ying Wushuang?"

Feng Chen laughed wildly and jumped away like a big bird.

Although they seemed to be talking happily, how could Jiang Fan not feel the murderous intent that was sometimes hidden in Feng Chen? From now on, he was probably the first person Feng Chen must kill.

But in any case, Feng Chen agreed to settle the Feng family's bet, and at least one of the three major problems had to be solved first.

Next, it was the bet of King Hunxie and Princess Xinyue.

King Hunxie had to compensate Qin for gold, silver, cattle and horses, and the Golden Horde Royal Court was faced with how to treat Xinyue.

At the banquet the next day, Jiang Fan did not shy away and did not give in at all.

"Defeat is defeat, King Hemur, can't you afford to lose?"

Jiang Fan raised his chin with a look of contempt.

The triangular eyes flashed fiercely, and King Hunxie's anger was imaginable, but the White Wolf God came yesterday and conveyed the will of Changshengtian. At this time, he could not represent the barbarians who could not afford to lose.

But he never thought that he would really lose. Even if he couldn't do it, there was still the Royal Court, but he didn't expect that even the Royal Court couldn't stop him from taking the lead.

He was extremely upset and depressed. That was 100,000 livestock and 1 million silver taels. When had such a thing ever happened in the history of the barbarians? He was the first to do so and had lost face in the entire barbarian tribe.

"The high priest also said that the warriors of the grassland would take back everything they had in the war." He said coldly.

"That's a later story. For now, Your Excellency Zuo Xian Wang, please prepare 100,000 livestock and 1 million silver taels. I have to go back to the country to report."

Baturu slowly said: "King Xiaoyao, my barbarian tribe can afford to lose. I think King Hemur will deliver all of these in three days."

As he spoke, he looked at King Hunxie with a calm look, and nothing could be seen, but Jiang Fan always felt that he didn't seem to be angry about King Hunxie's loss.

"Baturu!" King Hunxie didn't respect the grassland war god: "Your son also lost."

Baturu said lightly: "It's a pity that we didn't make a bet."

King Hunxie seemed very annoyed. He was always gloomy and snorted: "What about Princess Xinyue? If I want to fulfill my promise, shouldn't the royal court show its attitude first?"

He was obviously very unhappy and simply dragged the royal court into the water.

Baturu frowned: "King Hemur, you are a little presumptuous in front of the Great Wolf Lord."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "King Hunxie seems to be a little bit unable to lose, why don't you make an example of the royal court?"

Instantly, the air fell into silence.

Princess Xinyue represents one of the three top ranches of Tianqi Mountain, Xueyan Mountain and Dayin Mountain. How will the Golden Horde deal with it?

In addition to King Hunxie, the other three kings are also waiting to see the result.

This matter involves the issue of face and substance. First, the face of Xinyue's marriage. Xinyue has a special status and is known as the pearl of the grassland. If she is handed over to the Qin people, the barbarians will lose face.

Second, the actual interest issue of the ownership of the Dayinshan Ranch. If she joins Xinyue's marriage, what will happen to the ranch? According to the rules, should it really be given to the Qin people as a dowry? If not, what should be exchanged for it? And will Xinyue agree?

Baturu stared at King Hunxie: "The Great Wolf Lord has already made plans for this matter, and it will definitely be resolved satisfactorily. King Hemur just needs to think about what he should do."

King Hunxie wanted to speak, but saw that the Great Wolf Lord's face had become gloomy. He opened his mouth and finally swallowed it back, but his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.

"This king can afford to lose, and I will give it to you in three days!" He spit out this sentence coldly, then threw down the ox horn cup and left the table.

After he left, the other three kings also ended the last banquet of the Fuli Conference at Baturu's signal, and said goodbye one by one. Obviously, they also understood that the Great Wolf Lord and the Qin State's King Xiaoyao would have a private communication later. However, before the result came out, I believe they would definitely not return to the tribe.

The big tent suddenly became deserted, with only the Great Wolf Lord, the Great Elder, Baturu, Jiang Fan, and Montaigne.

After a long time, Baturu broke the silence.

"...My tribe dares to give, and King Xiaoyao dares to take it?"

Jiang Fan knew what he meant as soon as he heard it. The face and the inside of the new moon are too important. Now, not to mention that the four kings are waiting for news, the entire barbarian tribe is watching. If they really dare to return with the new moon, the barbarian tribes will probably not let them leave the grassland without the Great Wolf Lord's action.

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes: "Can I understand your words as a threat?"

"This is not a threat, you know." Baturu said in a low voice.

Jiang Fan said: "So, you are going to break your promise? Changshengtian's will, could it be..."

"Changshengtian's will is beyond doubt!" Baturu interrupted directly.

"But we can negotiate this matter, I think we can find a more reasonable solution."

Jiang Fan smiled lightly: "Oh? It seems that General Baturu has already had an idea, how about I listen attentively?"

Batur said: "Two hundred thousand cattle and sheep, two million gold and silver treasures."

Jiang Fan sneered: "It's twice as much as King Hunxie..."

"Are you dissatisfied? Excuse me, this is something you can easily take away." Without others, Baturu was no longer vague.

Jiang Fan was silent for a moment, then looked up at the Great Wolf Lord: "Chi Le Grassland, one of the three largest grasslands, Princess Xin Yue, the daughter of Chang Sheng Tian, ​​doesn't seem to be worth much..."

The Great Wolf Lord slowly spoke: "People should always do what they can. General Baturu is right. We should be satisfied with what we have."

Jiang Fan said, "Oh", tapping the table with his fingers: "It seems that the Great Wolf Lord has already thought of the exchange conditions. But unfortunately..."

He said seriously: "I, Qin, do not agree."

The Great Wolf Lord's face turned cold: "Are you asking for more?"

Jiang Fan looked him straight in the eye: "No, as long as I get what I deserve, please, Wang Ting, fulfill the contract."