C194 The hero of another the enemy of me (1/2)

At this moment, only Xiao Wen, Ran, and Guan Yu remained within the dome.

Even though his eyes lit up the moment he saw Guan Yu.

As a member of the Prairie King Clan, he was naturally adapted to life on the prairie. He seemed to have an innate, wolf-like intuition. After seeing Guan Yu, he could feel the power within this young man.

However, as the future hegemon of the Great Prairie, he also seemed very confident. He only glanced at Guan Yu once before shifting his gaze to Xiao Wen.

He felt that he wouldn't be defeated by a little fellow that wasn't too big.

At the same time, Xiao Wen was also looking at the Prince of Huns in front of him.

To be honest, when he heard a wave of righteous Shaanxi melody coming out of his mouth, his face revealed a weird expression.

Although the Southern Fujian language, the Central Plains Yarn, Shaanxi Yarn and so on, all belong to the Sino-Tibetan language family. Language in the same language department was actually not that difficult to learn.

Even if you add the Tonggu language of the Manchu Tatars and the Mongolian language, it may not be that difficult.

In fact, if Phantom wasn't a prince of Huns but a scholar of Song, perhaps Xiao Wen wouldn't be surprised if he could speak many languages.

After all, as long as one studied diligently, it would not be difficult to learn even the Tower Language, the Star Language, and the Elven Language (which existed in reality and were created by the little geniuses of the last century and this century) that had been created from scratch by human beings in the twenty-first century.

What's more, the language of the farming countries was similar.

However, Xiao Wen clearly knew that the prince in front of him was not a scholar who was focusing on studying different languages, but was the heir to the Prairie Empire.

As the heir to an empire, and the heir to a barbaric empire like the Huns, he had taken the initiative to learn the language of all the nations of East Asia.

Xiao Wen felt that from this detail, he could see Ran Dong's ambition.

A trace of fear rose in Xiao Wen's heart.

However, what made Xiao Wen even more wary was that the prince would continue to speak.

”Sir, there is no need to be surprised. Although I am the future master of the Huns, I am also a person who desires civilization. I had snuck into other countries long ago to observe their customs and learn their languages and knowledge. I've even been an apprentice in the shipyard of the Ming Empire's Zhu Family. ”

”Although I am the heir to this country, I am well aware of the obvious shortcomings of this country. It is barbaric, backward, ignorant, and even proud of these backward ideas. Yet I know that my country must change. ”

”Perhaps this is a long process. Perhaps this was a difficult process. Perhaps after my death, this country had not yet become a civilized one. But I know I'm going to start changing this country right now. Only then will the country become more civilized. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Wen revealed an excited expression. His eyes were shining brightly, and he seemed eager to give it a try.

However, this expression was merely an act on his part.

In actuality, his heart hadn't been stirred up by these impolite words. On the contrary, his fear of rashness had already sunk deep into his bones.

If he was a simple wandering scholar, he would have been incited to help the Huns.

After all, in ancient times, many people, especially those from the Confucian school, were keen on spreading Chinese culture and let the light of China shine in all directions.