The Lord Wolf stood high on the chariot and watched without saying a word as Batulu put the bone ring symbolizing the winner on Montaigne's neck, and then Crescent Moon gave Montaigne the flower crown on his head.
The tens of thousands of barbarians around them all looked fierce, and their eyes were full of unwillingness. This made Jiang Fan feel like he was standing among a pack of wolves.
"Chinese people..." Batulu stared at Montaigne, but seemed to be talking to Jiang Fan.
"The high priest said that the barbarian warriors will not admit defeat, but we will regain the glory on the battlefield."
Montaigne was as silent as a mountain, without saying a word.
Jiang Fan said slowly: "Now that the dust has settled, there are some things we should talk about."
Batulu turned to look at him, and after a dozen breaths he said, "I will be waiting for you at the banquet tomorrow night."
Jiang Fan smiled: "For the sake of your White Wolf God, I hope you will keep your word."
Batulu interrupted him: "We will protect the pride of the barbarians ourselves, so we take our leave."
There was no cheering, no glory, and after completing these things in a formal manner, the Big Wolf Lord and the others left without saying a word. Countless barbarians also cast hateful or fierce looks at Jiang Fan and Montaigne, and silently evacuated each other.
"Alas..." Jiang Fan sighed softly: "This is... irreconcilable racial conflict."
Lin Nanyan snorted: "Reconciliation? Who wants to reconcile with these people who drink hair and drink blood? Sooner or later, I, the good man of the Chinese tribe, will conquer the wilderness!"
Jiang Fan smiled and looked around at the deserted scene: "Let's go, it's over here. Let's go back to the camp first. There are still a lot of things waiting for us later."
"Brother Meng is mighty!" Lin Xiaoqi was the first to hold a wine jar and respect Montaigne.
After taking the wine from Lin Nanyan, his face turned red from her shouts of admiration and love for you. At this moment, he was nothing like the majestic, motionless and brave general.
Yes, they are celebrating.
I don’t know what it’s like among the barbarians, but Jiang Fan’s side was in a state of joy, with all the fine wine and food on display.
This victory was so hard-won. After three battles and three wins, the barbarians probably didn’t know how to deal with what was going to happen next.
But this is the third step, dealing with the aftermath.
According to Jiang Fan's plan, after the second step of victory, the aftermath must be carried out, which is also not simple.
First, King Hunxie must pay the price as the loser.
Then we have to deal with the new moon.
Of course, after returning home, the Feng family must fulfill their bet.
But after all, the second most difficult stage was finally over. Jiang Fan did not stop everyone from celebrating, and he even drank three large bowls with Montaigne.
Even Hathaway was very excited and drank a lot. She actually admired men like Montaigne, and even had a fiery look in her eyes.
But when Jiang Fan made fun of him, she still said, in fact, she felt uneasy about the Chinese people having people like you.
Jiang Fancai didn't bother to care about her. As a foreigner, he always disliked his enemies.
Just after midnight, Meng Yi and the others also returned.
After just catching up on a good night's sleep on the barbarian sledge, when they heard the good news again, their fatigue was almost gone. Meng Yi admired this eldest brother even more.
It looks like the excitement will continue.
But Jiang Fan did not participate anymore. At this moment, everything was not as important as Xiaohong and Xianyue.
Although he cried like a colorful cat after being rescued, Xiao Xianyue fell into a contented sleep after being praised mercilessly by Jiang Fan and fed ferociously.
Cao Ying was wearing a bathrobe and holding a wine gourd in her hand as she watched Jiang Fan cover Xiao Xianyue with a blanket, a tired but relieved smile on her lips.
"Xianyue is indeed a brave child."
Jiang Fan nodded, kissed Jiang Xianyue's forehead lovingly, then turned around and walked to Cao Ying, gently took her left hand and stroked it.
"Thanks a lot."
Cao Ying looked down at his paws and snorted: "What, you're not fat anymore?"
Jiang Fan chuckled and dug into his chest: "Fat, I'm even fatter where I should be."
Cao Ying stretched out her white feet and kicked him, but he grabbed her and held her in his arms and kneaded her.
"Look...it's all worn out..." Young Master Jiang was greatly distressed.
Cao Ying rolled her eyes at him: "It's okay. You have a lot of medicine at home, and the serious injury last time didn't leave any scars."
Jiang Fan hummed and said, "I can't bear to part with you."
Cao Ying snorted, but leaned against the couch softly, not wanting to move at all.
"...You have done something big this time."
When she came back just now, she heard something in general, but she still didn't know the specific situation.
Jiang Fan nodded: "I have to do this. I need time, but I can't condone my opponent."
Cao Ying looked at him with soft eyes: "I worked hard... In fact, you really worked hard. I don't know how you did it. You won the Fuli Conference on the ground of the barbarians. Who else in the world can do it?" arrive?"
Jiang Fan chuckled: "I just like to hear your tone. You praise me as if I am unparalleled in the sky and on earth."
Cao Ying chuckled, her big beautiful eyes flashing with light: "This is the truth, my husband, Cao Ying, is the best in the world. What a barbarian, I can't just let you manipulate me."
Jiang Fan sighed and hugged Cao Ying's white feet: "This is the only thing I can knead at will..."
Cao Ying enjoyed it very much and hummed comfortably: "Tell me, what are you doing?"
Jiang Fan pondered for a while, then raised his head and stared at Cao Ying: "These things are all too important..."
Cao Ying frowned: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. No one will force you."
Jiang Fan patted her instep: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm telling you, remember to keep it secret."
Cao Ying snorted: "Can't you trust me? Then go find a place to sleep outside to avoid talking in your sleep."
Jiang Fan laughed, reached out and pulled her into his arms, stared into her big, captivating eyes, and kissed her red lips suddenly...
It wasn't until they almost died that the two separated.
Cao Ying was panting: "Stop, stop, I haven't recovered my strength yet, go find your big baby Fuyao."
Jiang Fan sneered: "Look at you, why are you still jealous?"
Cao Ying hesitated: "No one cares, but I have noticed that your big baby Fuyao is getting more and more beautiful, and his cultivation is getting more and more advanced."
"That's true. She is already extremely talented, but my Xiaohong is not bad either. I think your level has improved significantly."
Cao Ying was also a bit arrogant, but she was still angry immediately: "You are very powerful in Taihua, and you openly want to take a concubine? Tell me, do you plan to go ahead of me?"
Jiang Fan yelled in his heart that it was not good. For women, national affairs and other trivial matters are indeed not as important as this.
He quickly reassured: "No, no, it's all a temporary measure to fool Taihua. You can't just watch your husband suffer in front of Taihua's group of big swords."
Cao Ying snorted, "Husband? Who are you, husband! I am not your concubine——"
Jiang Fan really didn't know how to respond, so he simply took another bite and blocked her mouth.
"Ugh——" Before Cao Ying could finish his words, he was once again attacked by a vicious dog. He only pounced twice, but immediately began to respond enthusiastically.
