"What does the patriarch mean..." He Xi watched as he left, and then turned to look at He Zhennan after he disappeared.

"He An once said that a small impotence will cause trouble for the big plan. The He family is weak. First hide its sharpness and then wait for the opportunity. It is worthy of him..." He Zhennan touched the mustache on his chin, with a leisurely expression, as if he had thought of something, his hand froze slightly and turned into a sigh.

"After all, it's still our clan's strength, otherwise, with He Anxin's ambition, why do you need to hide your head for ten years..."

If the family was not weak, how could He An have been invisible for ten years? Even if he showed his strength back then and had the family as his backing, he would be invincible in the world.

To the north of the array, those who are in the Mohe River must be He An, not Xia Wudi.

In the conference hall, the others fell into silence, their eyes emerged with enlightenment, and they also looked at the direction of He An's disappearance with respect.

Ten years ago, they all knew He An's ambition was so high that he had been in a ten-year Yin Feng. He didn't understand it at the beginning, but now he understands it.

If He An had not been invisible for ten years, he would have probably not been alive now.

"We will do our best to assist the new patriarch, and we will never be able to do anything else..." He Xi clenched his fists very tightly.

He An’s ten-year Yin Feng is considered a true witness. He witnessed He An standing at the top. Even the pride of heaven, Long Xia Wudi, just looking up, and witnessed the decadent appearance of Yin Feng for outsiders for ten years.

This made his fists clench. If they weren't doing anything, He An and He needed to have been in a ten-year terrifying manner. The He clan would have long become a first-class family.

"We will do our best to assist the clan leader, and we will never be able to do anything else..."

The firm words of the conference hall made He Zhennan nodded with satisfaction, looked at several clan elders, and left again.

He An takes over as the patriarch, he feels relieved.

The backbone of the conference hall is determined to assist, so they naturally don’t have to worry about family affairs.

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The capital of Daxia, the side city to the east, He Mansion.

He An sat in the yard and muttered in his heart, his face very ugly.

Eighteen years from scratch, I thought that the awakening of the system was the day when he was so powerful, but I didn't expect that the blow would come so quickly.

"If you can't win, you will get rewards... What a system that breaks the blame..."

Every time He An looked at this system, he felt angry and cursed.

If you can't beat it, join the system. It's the real system as its name.

If you encounter someone you can't beat, you can get the so-called generous reward by joining in. However, now he doesn't know if the reward is really generous.

Three days of healing allowed him to barely accept this broken system.

"He Xi should be sending information today..." He An shook his head helplessly and glanced at the gate of his attic courtyard.

The battle for the throne of Kowloon is approaching. Since he wants to choose one to join, he must of course have a good understanding of the relevant royal family information, and it also happens to try whether the system rewards are really generous.

There are three people walking quickly on the green garden path in He Mansion.

"Xiko, why don't you fight for the patriarch and let an unknown He An take over..."

"Shut up, the reputation is unknown. Do you think... the patriarch is not something you can criticize. If I listen to you being rude to the patriarch again, you will be responsible for the consequences..."

He Xi took two confidants to a small attic courtyard on the east side with several large boxes of things. His confidant's words immediately made him glar at him.

If you were born in the "Xiangge" house, perhaps He An was in the north, so why should you be so persevering and enduring?

Back then, He An, who was young and frivolous, retired and hid himself for ten years to protect himself. How determined he had to have such a mind at the most frivolous age.

Thinking from the perspective of others, even if he is now in his mind, he cannot hide for ten years, not to mention that He An was only eight years old at that time.

Everything is nothing after all.

He would not allow anyone to slander He An. If necessary, he would be the sharp sword in He An's hand.

"yes..."

"Hurry up and bring the information up, the patriarch wants to read it... Forget it, you are outside, don't have to go in, wait outside..."

He Xi pondered for a moment, stopped the two followers who were traveling with him, reached out to take it, and walked into the attic courtyard.

"Class leader... is there?" Ho Xi's voice became much gentler and very polite.

Obviously, this made the two people accompanying each other look at each other, and their eyes showed strangeness. When did they have seen Ho Xi in such an argumentative tone?

"In, put the information here..."

"Then I'll take my leave first." Ho Xi wanted to speak but stopped, but pondered for a moment, turned around and left silently.

"kindness..."

He An waved his hand, silently took out a piece of information like paper, and started reading it carefully.

What attracts attention is actually the life of some characters.

The most popular thing in the capital of Daxia is undoubtedly the Nine Dragons’ battle for the throne.

Compared to the Nine Dragons fighting for the throne before He An traveled through time, this Daxia is completely different, and it is more like a regular product.

The Nine Dragons fight for the throne, regardless of gender, as long as they are royal family members, they can register. The winner becomes the king, the loser will expel Daxia for fifty years, and the powerful ones will become the elders.

Or enter Tian Pavilion and enjoy resources to practice for fifty years. It is better to say it is a heavenly prison than a heavenly pawn.

In He An's opinion, this is just investment.

After investing in the right royal family, the new king ascended the throne and the stock rose sharply.

If the vote is wrong, the leader is exiled or imprisoned, the family will naturally not cause any storm, but will be marginalized.

If you become a king, you will have amazing returns and you will lose, and you will not need to become a bandit.

This is also the fact that all ethnic groups in Daxia are competing to join the royal family. There are no ones who defect to them. Instead, they are alternative and keep themselves safe. It is thankless to fight for the throne in Daxia Jiulong.

Now, after He An silently accepted that he became the patriarch, he began to think about which party to join.

He An's eyes fell on a prince, his brows frowned slightly, as if he was seriously thinking about it, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Xia Wuyou, this person is also a favorite to fight for the throne, but this person is not..."

"I'm staying in southern Xinjiang now. I seem to have told him that the emperor guards the country and the king dies in the country..." He An muttered, but his frowning looked obviously not like the 'say' he muttered to himself.

"You must be cautious when choosing a supportive direct line and forming a community of interests..." He An found an excuse and his eyes fell on other royal direct lines.

His tone was very cautious, and he put Xia Wuyou aside, no longer considered it, but continued to look at other royal families.

"Xia Tianrong, I seemed to say tactfully that beauty has been in trouble since ancient times, and she doesn't seem to agree with it. She especially wants to hit me, so this is not OK..."

"Xia Wenzheng... seems to like poetry and is quite narcissistic. Did I read 'Manjianghong' at that time?"

"Xia Yijun..... has been doing many unrighteous things since ancient times... that guy who will die of his own..."

"Charlotho..."

"summer...."

He An looked over one by one, and the more he looked, the cooler his heart became.

His face became increasingly ugly. Facing the poems he had once said, he seemed to be able to finish reading them on his knees.

If you count carefully, all the geniuses in the world are enemies.

Seeing the end, it turned into a gentle sigh.

"There is a direct descendant in the whole world of Daxia, and I have never been 'get along' before..."

He An regrets very much now. If he could give him a chance to be with his former childhood companion, he would definitely be just pure play, not "riding his face".
Chapter completed!