Wei Xiang returned to the Wei family camp and immediately went straight to the main tent.

The Wei guards at the door naturally knew Wei Xiang, and they did not stop him from entering the tent.

The sect leader Wei Jiang, his father and his third uncle were all there, and they all focused their eyes on Wei Xiang, with a look of surprise.

"Xiang'er (Xiang'er), why are you here?"

Wei Xiang's eyes fell on Wei Jiang: "How is the sect leader's injury?"

Wei Jiang smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just some skin injuries, and it will be cured in a few days of cultivation."

Wei Xiang looked at his father and third uncle again, and found that these two were even more energetic and fierce, so he relaxed his worries.

Although there is no problem with her health, Wei Xiang could feel that the emotions of the three fathers and brothers were actually not very high.

Because of Wei Jiang's failure, the Wei family had to express something to Pan Dang and withdraw from the battlefield. No one could blame Wei's behavior, but this also made the Wei family lose the opportunity to make achievements.

Considering the damage suffered by the chariot and vest soldiers dispatched by Wei this time, Wei did not actually get much, but instead suffered a loss!

Of course, the three Wei family members were not happy.

Wei Xiang thought about it, his eyes rolled, and he smiled and said, "It was too early for the three fathers and brothers to withdraw from the battlefield. I guess he didn't know what happened next?"

Uncle San also knew that Wei Xiang wanted to use the topic to change the atmosphere, so he coughed and said, "Yes, how did I win the battle after I retreated from the formation?"

The sect leader's cousin and his father also became interested and turned their attention to Wei Xiang.

Wei Xiang smiled, thrust his chest, and pointed at himself: "To be honest, it was just a mere contribution that won this battle for my Grand Jin!"

The father frowned hard, and his right hand vaguely raised, but after a few trembling times, he still fell down, staring at Wei Xiang with a dark face: "Don't talk nonsense here! You are the right person of the lower army to assist Zhao Meng, unless Zhao Meng takes action personally, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Xiang laughed and said, "I'm not hiding it from my father, Zhao Meng has indeed gone to the battlefield!"

"What?" The three of them were shocked at the same time.

The Wei family is just a small family, of course they are not well-informed so much that they immediately learn about the entire war just after the battle ends.

Uncle San Wei Ke suddenly became interested and said, "Xiang'er, then aren't you going to fight with Zhao Meng?"

The sect leader Wei Jiang frowned and said, "Zhao Meng's shooting skills and fighting are well-known... Hehe, my brother, it seems that you have worked hard."

My father didn't say a word. Although he tried his best to hide it, some concern was still quietly revealed in the tiger's eyes.

Wei Xiang smiled and said, "It was indeed a bit troublesome at the beginning, but it was okay. By the way, do you know that the prince of Chu, Xiong Fuji?"

"Xiong Fuji?" Uncle San was stunned for a moment and said, "That's a young generation of Chu. It is said that martial arts are just one among his peers. Have you met him?"

My father spoke rare: "Xiong Fuji, this man, I fought with him once last year, and it was extremely difficult to deal with. During that war, Xiong Fuji killed at least five or six generals from my Jin Dynasty, and captured Xu's clan, several of them in the Xian family. It would be a good thing if you encounter him without a loss. If you see his flag next time, it's better to retreat."

In terms of martial arts, my father is undoubtedly the strongest among the Wei family today. The words he said naturally made Uncle San and the Sect Master cousin nod and agreed.

The Xu family and the Xian family were both families known for their bravery in Jin State. Xiong Fuji was able to capture the people of the Xian family of the Xu family, and there was no doubt about martial arts.

Wei Xiang raised his eyebrows and said with satisfaction: "Next time? Next time, maybe Xiong Fuji will see me and leave."

Uncle San said in surprise: "Why, you actually defeated Xiong Fuji?"

Wei Xiang shrugged his shoulders and said seriously: "It shouldn't be considered a defeat."

Although he had only passed one move, as the saying goes, experts knew whether there was anything at once. Xiong Fuji's martial arts still left an impression on Wei Xiang. If two chariots came to fight on the battlefield at that time, Zhao Shuo, the drag bottle, would have a very small chance of winning in Wei Xiang.

Uncle San breathed out and said, "It would be nice to be able to play without a chance."

Wei Xiang smiled and said, "Uncle San misunderstood. What I mean is - I captured Xiong Fuji."

The bodies of the father, uncle and brother of Wei were shocked at the same time.

"What?"

"What happened?"

"This is impossible!"

There is no doubt that the last sentence comes from my father.

Wei Xiang raised his chest with some dissatisfaction and looked at his father seriously: "It's true, I did capture Xiong Fuji. Oh, if you tell me outside, it should be Zhao Meng who captured Xiong Fuji?"

The tent was quiet for a long time, and suddenly, the sect leader Wei Jiang laughed.

"Okay, that's great! Brother Xiang, you're making a name for our Wei family this time!"

The third uncle came back to his senses the second time and smiled and said, "Yes, with your contribution, our Wei family is not a waste of time."

The father still had an incredible look on his face: "Did you really capture Xiong Fuji?"

Wei Xiang sighed: "Father, how dare you talk nonsense in front of the sect leader and the third uncle?"

Wei Xiang did not tell the situation of defeating Xiong Fuji with one trick, because judging from this situation, it seemed to be a bit exciting for my father to say it.

The atmosphere in the big tent began to become active because of Wei Xiang's words.

The sect leader Wei Jiang looked at Wei Xiang, hesitated for a moment and said, "Grand Brother Xiang, Brother Wei shouldn't have spoken, but you also know that the situation of our Wei family is really... If possible, please tell Zhao Mengchen and make up for our Wei family."

Uncle San's face was also a little heavy, and he said softly: "There were a lot of people killed this time, at least forty or fifty people. In addition, Qiu Xiong was indeed injured at that time. In fact, it would be okay to die alone, but the Pan Party... Humph, see you next time, I will compete with the Pan Party!"

There were not many soldiers from Wei’s family. The last time he was almost crippled in Qiu Xi, he suffered a lot of casualties this time. Once there was no gain, the blow to Wei’s family would be very serious.

The atmosphere in the big tent became depressed again.

Wei Jiang sighed and said, "It's all my martial arts that are not good at defeating the Pan Party, which has caused the entire Wei family to suffer. Alas... I think it's hard to have an incompetent sect leader like me in the world."

The father yelled and interrupted Wei Jiang's subsequent words: "What is the sect leader saying? My Wei family was originally one. If we were not united in sincerity, how could we reach today? Xiang'er, this matter will be left to you."

Wei Xiang looked around, nodded very seriously, and said, "Please rest assured by the sect leader. Since Wei Xiang is a member of the Wei family, of course he will not ignore the difficulties of the Wei family. Without further ado, I will go back to the lord's side."

After Wei Xiang left, a silence fell into the tent.

Suddenly, Uncle San's mouth curled up slightly and said, "Xiang'er... has really grown up."
Chapter completed!