Chapter 397 Consent and Transaction (page 12)

Help the Lord of Horse City become the leader of the Golden War Horse Clan?

As Ma Teng's voice fell, Mo Yu's face was startled, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The Golden War Horse Clan is a powerful force comparable to Wanjiang Pavilion. Even in the World of Warcraft, it is not a weak race.

The clan leader of the Golden War Horse Clan is just like the Pavilion Master of Wanjian Pavilion. Even in the huge Zhongzhou, he is still a big shot throughout the country.

Now that Ma Teng wants to become the leader of the Golden War Horse Clan, he still needs his help. Could it be that the old leader is about to become popular and wants to rebel and seize power?

Thinking of this, Mo Yu frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "City Master Ma, this matter involves your clan's internal affairs, so it shouldn't be convenient for me to interfere, right?"

Hearing what Mo Yu said, Ma Teng was stunned for a moment, then realized that the other party had misunderstood what he meant, and chuckled.

"Haha, little friend Mo Yu has misunderstood. The position of the leader of my Golden War Horse Clan has always been nominated by the elders and senior leaders of the clan, and then was determined through fair competition. There is no bloody robbery.

And little friend Mo Yu was able to create such a big name in the Western Region at such a young age that even Wan Jiange felt helpless. However, he was much stronger than the little girl, so he needed some help from little friend Mo Yu in the fight for the position of clan leader. "

"You actually invited a young human to help. Dad, I think you are an old fool."

The woman in gold clothes on the side curled her lips and snorted coldly. She glanced at Mo Yu with her bright and beautiful eyes, her white chin raised slightly, and there was a hint of provocation in her eyes.

Over the years, she had rarely met anyone who could rival her among her peers. Ma Teng's praise of Mo Yu made her extremely jealous, as she was already competitive.

Mo Yu smiled at the provocation in the gold-clothed woman's eyes. He could feel that the woman had no ill intentions, but she was a little dissatisfied with Ma Teng's previous words.

"Little friend Mo Yu, please find a seat and sit down first." Ma Teng smiled at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu smiled and nodded, and then, under the leadership of the maid, he found a seat in the hall and sat down.

After sitting down, Mo Yu looked at Ma Teng, remembering what he had just said, and asked curiously: "City Master Ma, I don't know what you mean by what you said. Is there anything that this junior can do to help?"

"Haha, since we need little friend Mo Yu's help in this matter, I will make it clear." Ma Teng, who was at the top of the list, coughed lightly, then glanced around the audience and waved his hand, and the servants serving on the side quickly respectfully Back off.

After these irrelevant people waited, Ma Teng looked at Mo Yu with his golden eyes, stared at him for a moment, and after a while, he suddenly chuckled.

"I wonder if little friend Mo Yu is interested in becoming my son-in-law?"

"what?"

Hearing this, Mo Yu was immediately startled, and then his eyes moved slightly, looking at the woman in golden clothes standing next to Ma Teng.

It has to be said that as the daughter of Ma Teng and the little princess of the Golden Horse Clan, Ma Yunlu not only has a noble status, but also has the amazing beauty of a fairy.

If Ma Teng spreads the word, countless young heroes in Zhongzhou will cross the threshold and want to become the son-in-law of the lord of Golden City.

But who is Mo Yu? Not to mention that he has lofty goals, and he has already been burdened with many emotional entanglements with women. Although Ma Yunlu is good, Mo Yu really doesn't want to incur these romantic debts.

At the same time, Mo Yu also had deep doubts in his heart about Ma Teng's sudden desire to recruit him as his son-in-law.

On the other side, as Ma Teng finished speaking, a blush flashed across the pretty face of the woman in gold, Ma Yunlu.

Her beautiful eyes looked at the silver-eyed young man opposite. When she saw his calm face, her blushing face was slightly startled, but she said reluctantly to Ma Teng.

"Father, do you really want to marry off your daughter?"

"Haha, little friend Mo Yu has made such a great reputation in the Western Region at such a young age that even Wanjiange has been unable to do anything about it. I really hope that I can become your husband, Yunlu.

Besides, you also know that the clan leader election competition is about to begin. In the next competition, Yunlu, as my only heir, you will inevitably fight against my nephew Ma Chao.

Although your strength is not weak, it is very difficult to defeat Ma Chao, so finding a good husband to replace you is a better choice..." Ma Teng patted Ma Yunlu's jade hand and sighed.

Hearing this, Ma Yunlu bit his red lips lightly, with a look of unwillingness on his pretty face.

Although she has always been competitive, she had to admit that what her father said was indeed the truth.

Because that Ma Chao was not only her uncle, the son of her father's eldest brother, but he was also the number one among the younger generation of the Golden Horse Clan.

Being able to transform into a human form at such a young age without relying on the Transformation Pill is enough to explain everything.

Even among the younger generation of Sifang Pavilion, this kind of strength is not inferior to that of the chief disciple.

At this moment, after hearing the conversation between father and daughter, Mo Yu vaguely guessed something, shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, Lord Ma, I already have a marriage contract. I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help with this matter."

Hearing this, Ma Teng was startled and looked straight at Mo Yu. He probably didn't expect that someone would reject his beautiful daughter.

Ma Yunlu's beautiful eyes also moved towards Mo Yu. Although she disagreed with her father's hasty betrothal to someone else, when he was rejected for the first time, he still couldn't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

In response to the gazes of the two men, Mo Yu's expression did not change.

Now he not only has the marriage contract between the Xiao Clan and the Thunder Clan, but also has confidantes such as Yun Yun, Cai Lin, and Little Medical Fairy. It can be said that he has shouldered a lot of emotional debt, and he really doesn't want to involve other emotions.

Although this Ma Yunlu is fragrant, don’t be greedy.

Seeing Mo Yu's resolute expression, Ma Teng gently slid his fingers on the table, as if he didn't expect that his daughter would be rejected one day.

"To be honest, little friend Mo Yu, the reason why I invited you here is because the election meeting for the next leader of our Golden War Horse Clan is about to begin.

After being nominated by the top leaders of the clan, the family selected me and my eldest brother as candidates for the next clan leader. In other words, the next clan leader of the Golden War Horse Clan will be born between me and my eldest brother. "

Hearing what Ma Teng said, Mo Yu nodded. From the information he knew, he knew that the old patriarch of the Golden War Horse Clan had two sons, who were in charge of the affairs of the Dikun Mountains and the Golden City respectively.

Among them, the Dikun Mountain Range is governed by Ma Zhen, the eldest son of the old clan, while the Golden City is governed by Ma Teng, the second son in front of him.

If the old patriarch of the Golden War Horse Clan wants to retire, then the next patriarch will probably be chosen from these two people.

But just like when a prince of a human dynasty competes for the heir apparent, there will be a competition between Ma Zhen and Ma Teng to decide who will be the leader of the Golden War Horse Clan.

Seeing Mo Yu's thoughtful look, Ma Teng continued: "According to the usual practice, the competition between my eldest brother and I, among which the competition between offspring and heirs is also an important one."

Hearing this, although Mo Yu felt a little surprised, he was not surprised either.

After all, as a powerful and distant race, the inheritance of the patriarchal position must not be just about the present. Even in a human dynasty, having a good saint grandson is undoubtedly a huge plus for the position of prince.