As soon as Nan Yuzhu finished speaking, Nan Yufeng immediately said: "Third brother, I am willing to serve by my father's side. You are my father's most beloved son. My father will definitely be happier when he sees you succeeding to the throne."

At this time, a leader of another tribe came forward and said: "The second prince and the third prince can be so humble. It is my blessing to Nanchen. Since both of them are willing to give up their seats to others, in my opinion, it is better to let the Holy Bird

Choose again."

"How to choose again?"

the elder asked.

The leader didn't seem to have a good idea. He was stunned for a moment and said: "The holy bird will leave after it is full, but if it meets a loyal and virtuous person, the holy bird will stay longer. Why don't we watch it for half an hour?"

Finally, who has the most holy birds left by his side?"

However, someone suddenly said: "Look, the holy bird is dancing! Second prince, second prince!"

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted, and sure enough, they saw the peacocks in front of the second prince starting to dance, some spreading their tails, and some flying freely.

At this moment, all the Nanchen people became excited and shouted in unison: "Second Prince! Second Prince!"

Nan Yufeng was very proud, thinking that he was truly the proud son of heaven and enjoyed the support of his tribe due to his status.

Unsurprisingly, Nan Yufeng was elected as the clan leader of Nan Chen. After the Peacock Festival, he, Nan Yuzhu and the chief arrived at the chief's mansion.

Nan Yufeng was walking on the road to the Chief's Mansion, feeling very proud. There were no outsiders at the moment, and he no longer pretended.

"Oh, third brother, what does it matter if my father likes you no matter what? I am Nanchen's destined chief. Yesterday I entered this courtyard. How about today? Didn't I just come in as the master?"

Although Nan Yuzhu was angry, Fan Nai was restrained by Baili Mochen and just glared at Nan Yufeng without saying a word.

Nan Yufeng saw Baili Mochen's people in the courtyard. He looked at Baili Mochen with great relief and said, "King Yao is indeed a man of his word."

Baili Mochen said coldly: "I have helped you achieve your goal, where is the treasure?"

"There's no rush," Nan Yufeng said soothingly, then turned to look at Nan Yuzhu, "Third brother, I guess you must know where the treasure is?"

Nan Yuzhu said angrily: "You don't want me to tell you!"

Nan Yufeng was not angry, and actually came directly in front of the chief, stretched out his hand and jammed the chief's neck.

"I know that you, third brother, are a filial son. Regarding the whereabouts of your father and the treasure, which one would you choose? Or, would you rather watch your father who loves you the most die in front of you?"

The chief was already seriously ill, and now Nan Yufeng was strangling his neck. He soon became short of breath and foamed at the mouth.

Nan Yuzhu did not expect that Nan Yufeng would come up with this move, and was extremely angry, "You are despicable!"

Nan Yufeng didn't care at all about Nan Yuzhu's curse. He just looked at the dying chief and said, "Look, our father is dying. Do you want to watch him die?"

The chief rolled his eyes and looked at Nan Yufeng, as if he wanted to say something, but Nan Yufeng tightened his neck and he could only utter the syllable "ho ho".

"Okay, I say, let your father go!"

Nan Yuzhu was afraid that Nan Yufeng would be cruel and really strangle the chief to death, so he quickly said.

Only then did Nan Yufeng give in to the chief, patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and said, "Shall we lead the way?"
Chapter completed!