It was quite a bit like saying something to wake up someone in a dream, and Hekuotai suddenly understood.

"Yes... My father is unkind and colludes with foreign enemies to scheme against my son. I can't just sit back and wait for death..."

Jiang Fan clapped his hands and said, "This is the right match. Although you and I are rivals, we are definitely not now. Let's talk about the future. At the moment, who else is more suitable to cooperate with you than me?"

Hekuotai stared at him: "You are right, but this is only cooperation where everyone gets what they need now, and it will be in the future."

Jiang Fan nodded: "This is a bit like a superior, so... have we reached an agreement?"

"What do you want me to do!" Hekuotai was not polite.

Jiang Fan smiled softly, motioned to Montaigne to untie him, and invited him to sit down and pour him a glass of wine.

"First of all, let's talk about why you are so eager to take over, and why your old man refuses to give up power?"

Hekuotai rubbed his wrist, picked up the wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and then placed it heavily on the table.

"Hmph! He is a man with a strong desire for power and never gives up any power he has obtained. But he is already sixty years old and I am thirty years old. How long will I have to wait? Will it be my turn to take this position?

I?"

"I still don't understand. If he works hard at his age, he should be around in twenty or thirty years. You will only be sixty by then. Why can't you wait?"

He Kuotai sneered: "A sixty-year-old man comes to power? What else can I do? I am already in my old age, and my ambitions are all in vain. What's the point of this man coming!"

Jiang Fan thought about it and realized that it was no wonder that the attraction of power was too great. If you let a prince ascend the throne at the age of sixty, it would be a waste of his ambitions. It would be meaningless.

"Besides, it's still unclear whether he can let me live until then." He Kuotai's tone was full of resentment.

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Hekuotai said: "You should understand that sometimes the position you are in can bring you benefits, but it is also a shackles. Even if I want to wait for him to die, my mother's lineage does not agree. There is not only one father.

The Yan family is not a son of mine. Each of them represents a different tribe behind them. Who doesn’t want to rise to the top? Even if I don’t want to, the forces behind me will still push me forward, especially because I am the eldest son and the forces behind me will do more.

Obviously, my father has long harbored a grudge, and the conflict has become irreconcilable."

Jiang Fan immediately understood. Indeed, some things are not a matter of whether you want to do them or not. Didn't Song Taizu also wear a yellow robe in his previous life? Even he had no choice but to move forward because of many things in his current position.

This is obviously the case with Hekuotai. He must have experienced several games during this period. The old lion king was jealous of him and did not want to delegate power, so he had no choice but to get rid of his son.

In the face of power, family ties are nothing. This kind of thing happens almost every day in Chinese dynasties.

"It seems that in addition to your ambition, you also have helplessness." Jiang Fan sighed.

Hekuotai picked up the jug and poured wine: "Yes, now that we have talked about it, even if we have a temporary cooperative relationship, you can tell me what exactly you need me to do and what can you do for me?"

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "We don't need to talk too far. We can start cooperation from now on and gradually improve our understanding. First of all, I need you to help me pass on the information and help us win the Fuli Conference."

He Kuotai pondered for a while: "I can understand the secret message, but I can no longer get involved in the Fuli Conference. As you said, the Feng family replaced me. He is a very powerful guy, and I couldn't catch a move.

"

Jiang Fan was slightly moved: "Who is so powerful?"

Hekuotai shook his head: "I don't know. He is a mysterious man wrapped in a cloak. His eyes are abnormally green. He is very evil."

Jiang Fan pondered: "After you go back, do a good search, but don't reveal your faults rashly."

Hekuotai said: "I understand that as long as I can find out other information about cooperation between the Feng family and my father, I will give it to you."

Jiang Fan nodded: "This guy is going to participate in the Fuli Conference. Has he been able to pass the test approved by the Wolf God?"

Hekuotai said depressedly: "I can only leave my giant wolf to him."

Jiang Fan suddenly thought: "I heard that once the giant prairie wolf is tamed, it is difficult to recognize its two masters. Can he control it?"

He Kuotai scratched his hair in annoyance: "Yes, I don't know what method he used, but he can. It's just... he seems to be able to control the giant wolf only within a certain distance. Beyond the range, it's not very useful."

"

"Is there such a thing? How far is the approximate range?"

Hekuotai frowned and said: "It seems that it is only within thirty steps."

"In other words, if you go beyond thirty steps, you can regain control of the giant wolf?"

He Kuotai was a bit arrogant this time: "Yes, in my opinion, it should be some kind of medicine or magic, which is different from our establishing a mental connection with the giant wolf."

"So close..." Jiang Fan was very curious: "Is this the secret between you and the giant wolf? I have always wanted to know why you can form a friendship with the giant wolf. This is incredible."

Hekuotai said: "It's a very mysterious thing. It is said that since the ancestors signed a contract with the White Wolf God, the pure-blooded grassland nobles have this ability. However, it is still extremely difficult to tame the giant wolf. Neither strength nor luck can do it."

few."

"Contract? What's going on?"

Hekuotai looked at him and said, "Didn't you meet the ancestor Zakun at Qianren Cliff? He didn't tell you?"

Jiang Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "He won't say this, it's up to you to say it."

Hekuotai looked at him with confusion, but still said it.

A long time ago, the first generation of barbarian herdsmen appeared in the grasslands of northern Xinjiang. They fought with heaven and beasts in an attempt to thrive here.

The most powerful ruler among these people is the distant ancestor Zakun. He unified the grassland tribes and established a powerful political power. He even entered into a contract with the grassland wolf god. From then on, the white wolf god truly became the totem symbol of the barbarians and the power given by the gods.

representative.

This is a mysterious blood contract, and no one knows how it works. But from then on, Zakun's descendants and the fans who shared Zakun's wine and blood have some magical possibilities, but

He concluded a contract with the giant wolf, and Hekuotai, as a descendant of one of Zakun's men, awakened a certain bloodline and became the first person among the descendants of the tribe to conclude a contract. Because of this, his status rose, and he became more and more like an old jackal.

feared.

Jiang Fan was still a little confused about the mysterious bloodline theory and contract theory, but He Kuotai's words made him think twice.

"Then...you will do something for me during the Fuli Conference..."

He whispered his thoughts.

Hekuotai was stunned for a moment, and then became a little excited: "If this happens, I'm afraid it will be very ugly to the Feng family."

Jiang Fan smiled: "They are not ugly, but you are uncomfortable."
Chapter completed!