The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

The second round of voting was very slow, after all, there were so many people.

But after several hours, it finally got better.

Hero Zhang walked onto the stage with the voting results, but when he unfolded the paper in his hand, he was stunned, and then looked at Murong Fu in surprise.

Murong Fu stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm, but with a look of determination in his eyes.

When he saw Zhang the hero looking at him, he nodded gently, but the pride in his eyes couldn't help but overflow.

It seems that there are so many people who have surrendered to him that even the hero Zhang was shocked.

Also!

There are 5,000 Jin troops alone, so the minimum number of voters in this round is 5,000.

What's more, he has been giving alms in the city during this period, and this act of giving has been widely publicized by him. It has already become a household name, so of course those stupid people will choose him.

Even if it’s a little less, there are at least 5,000 votes, which makes 10,000.

Adding the votes from the ten leaders in the first round, the total number of votes is 20,000.

Murong Fu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Twenty thousand votes, this is a record never seen before in history, it is even more legendary!

But Murong Fu did not notice that since the election was over, the way people looked at him and the old Taoist priest had changed.

But he noticed that the 5,000 Jin troops given to him by Yizhi were missing.

He didn't really care.

Now that the voting is over, the Jin army will naturally return to Du Yizi.

Bai Su was still leaning against the entrance and exit of the first-floor arena, looking at Murong Fu lazily and teasingly, his eyes full of anticipation.

"In order to save time, I will directly announce the three sects that will advance to the first round of the competition and their rankings. The third place is the Sky Eagle Sect..."

As soon as Zhang Daxia finished speaking, Murong Fu suddenly looked at him.

Zhang Daxia continued to announce: "Second place, Guizong Sect, first place, Tiangang Sect!"

"Impossible!" Murong Fu took a step forward to refute, but then he realized that he had overreacted.

He paused and said, "Master Zhang, I think that in order to be fairer and more transparent, we should announce the number of votes in the second round first, so that everyone can have an idea!"

Zhang Daxia gave him a complicated look: "Master Murong, are you sure?"

Murong Fu's eyes met Bai Su's playful eyes, and he said gently but firmly: "It's better to announce it to the public!" The two old guys Yin Yang were suddenly bewitched.

This hero must have been bewitched, otherwise how could he be third with the number of votes, while Tiangangmen was first.

If it wasn't for that vicious woman Bai Su who bewitched Hero Zhang, there would be no other possibility!

"Then I will do as Master Murong said and report the number of votes in the second round of voting, so that no one will think that I am partial and committing fraud!" Hero Zhang said coldly to Murong Fu.

Then, he unfolded the paper in his hand and announced loudly: "In the second round of voting, the Sect Master will get 10,000 votes, the Tiangang Sect Master will get 20,000 votes, and the Tianying Sect Master will get no votes, just like the other Sect Masters!"

Snapped!
Murong Fu snatched the paper from Zhang Da Xia's hand.

It was written in black and white: Guizong Sect had 10,000 votes, Tiangang Sect had 20,000 votes, and Tianying Sect – zero.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Murong Fu threw the paper to the ground.

Zhang Daxia smiled coldly: "Since Master Murong thinks there is fraud, then bring up all the statistical rosters!"

Hearing this, the disciple in charge of statistics walked onto the stage holding stacks of papers.

In order to avoid fraud, citizens must report their names when voting so that their authenticity can be verified on the spot.

Murong Fu grabbed the paper.

He looked through one sheet after another, stack after stack, but no one chose him on any of them.

Everyone chose either Guizong Sect or Tiangang Sect.

Without him, Murong Fu.

"Master Murong, if you don't believe it, why don't you verify the authenticity in public? Also, ask them why they didn't choose you, but chose Tiangang Sect instead!" At this time, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Jin Dao, said loudly.

He looked at Murong Fu, his eyes filled with the gloating pleasure of watching a good show.

Murong Fu suppressed his anger and said rationally, "Boss Jin is right, but this verification of authenticity has existed since ancient times and is indispensable. Moreover, this is to check if anyone is cheating, not for me!"

"Tsk! So high-sounding!" Jin Dao sneered.

Murong Fu gritted his teeth and smiled, then he picked a name from the paper and asked, "Excuse me, where is Wang Xiaocui?"

"It's me!" A woman stood up from the crowd.

Murong Fu asked gently, "May I ask why Madam Wang chose Guizong Sect's leader?" (End of this chapter)