Chen Yun remained seated, slightly raising his head to look at the heavily pregnant Guo Tianyang, and asked calmly, "You are the War God of the Northern Border, so do you recognize me?"

Guo Tianyang was taken aback upon hearing this, then said irritably, "How strange! I am the War God of the Northern Border, why do I have to know you?"

The matchmaker, Aunt Wang, chimed in, "Commander Guo is right!"

"Commander Guo is a military leader. What are you? You're just a nobody from the bottom of society."

"If it weren't for Commander Guo's fondness for Miss Song, he wouldn't even be here today. A nobody like you wouldn't even have the chance to speak to Commander Guo..."

Chen Yun's eyes turned cold: "Your mouth really stinks!"

"Laifu, slap yourself!"

Lai Fu replied in a deep voice, "Yes, Mr. Chen."

Before matchmaker Aunt Wang could react, Laifu had already strode up to her, raised his large palm, and slapped her hard across the face.

Snap!

With a single slap, the matchmaker, Aunt Wang, was sent flying through the air.

It crashed heavily in front of Song Xuewen and the others, causing them to scream in surprise.

Guo Tianyang and his "guards" also had their expressions change drastically.

After slapping the matchmaker away, Lai Fu immediately retreated behind Chen Yun, acting as Chen Yun's bodyguard.

On the other hand, matchmaker Aunt Wang was slapped by Laifu and fell to the ground.

One side of her cheek was swollen.

Several teeth were also knocked out.

Her hair was a complete mess.

Lying on the ground, she cried out in pain, "Ouch! Someone hit me! Someone hit me! They even hit a woman of my age! They're utterly heartless!"

Song Yanran frowned as she realized the situation was getting out of control.

Shu Tangyin, Shu Lingyue, Shu Xinyuan, and Xu Yuehua glared angrily at the matchmaker, Aunt Wang, who was throwing a tantrum on the ground.

Chen Yun said calmly, "In today's society, men and women are equal. You're spewing nonsense, don't you deserve to be beaten?"

The matchmaker, Aunt Wang, was not convinced and was about to use her usual shrewish ways to insult Chen Yun.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yun's gaze turned icy: "If you dare to utter another word, I'll have Lai Fu smash your head in!"

Upon hearing this, the matchmaker, Aunt Wang, trembled with fear and immediately stopped uttering a single word.

Even ghosts are afraid of wicked people, let alone a mere shrew.

At this moment, Song Xuewen stood up and angrily pointed at Chen Yun: "Kid, you are really lawless."

"They not only injured my son, but also my men."

"Now you actually dared to injure the matchmaker who was supposed to be with Commander Guo right in front of him. I think you're tired of living."

At this point, he looked at Guo Tianyang, cupped his hands and said, "Commander Guo, you have seen it yourself. This kid is extremely vicious and extremely arrogant."

"How dare you even hit Aunt Wang, who was your matchmaker!"

"Commander Guo, you must teach this kid a lesson today, otherwise he'll get too big for his britches and start bullying you."

Guo Tianyang was in a difficult situation.

He originally thought that Chen Yun was just an outsider, while the Song family had so many people and he also had a few companions, so he should be able to easily control Chen Yun.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yun was so ruthless that he broke the legs of two of Song Xuewen's men with a single move.

At this moment, even the matchmaker, Aunt Wang, an old woman, was beaten!

Guo Tianyang realized that Chen Yun was no pushover and secretly felt intimidated.

But now he claims to be the commander of the North, the god of war of the North.

If we can't even handle Chen Yun now, wouldn't we be exposed in front of the Song family?

This is a scam.

It was something he, along with several companions and matchmaker Aunt Wang, had meticulously planned for a long time.

Besides getting his hands on the still charming, virtuous and beautiful Song Yanran, another goal was to obtain Song Yanran's inheritance rights.

When Mr. Song passed away, he left a will that clearly stipulated that Song Yanran could inherit one-third of the Song family's property.

Once Guo Tianyang marries Song Yanran, he can use the title of "God of War of the Northern Border" and the name of Song Yanran's husband to demand this property from the Song family. I doubt the Song family would dare not refuse!

In this way, he can have both wealth and women.

The scam was progressing quite smoothly at first.

Song Xuewen and his wife had already believed his identity as a leader.

But unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin appeared out of nowhere and encountered Chen Yun's matter.

At this moment, he was in a difficult situation.

I'm a little afraid of Chen Yun's ruthless methods if I go head-to-head with him.

But backing down doesn't fit his public image.

I was caught in a dilemma!

but.

He's definitely a seasoned conman who's been around the block.

Having seen it all.

He quickly calmed down, still sporting his heavy belly, and put on the airs of a high-ranking leader, saying to Chen Yun in a pretentious manner, "Young man, with my status and position, killing you is just a matter of a word."

"But I know you are Miss Song's nephew, so I'm giving Miss Song face and don't want to push things too far."

"So what I just said still stands."

"Kneel down and apologize to Young Master Song and Aunt Wang. Also, give me two million as compensation. I'll use this money to pay them back once they've calculated their medical expenses and losses."

"This is your only way to survive, so don't ruin your life."

Chen Yun smiled and said, "In my life, I, Chen Yun, have never followed the path others have laid out for me, because I prefer to forge my own path."

"As for your so-called way out, it's as fake as your identity as the Commander of the North."

So you should just give up!

What?

Is the identity of the Commander-in-Chief of the North a lie?

Chen Yun's words caused a great stir.

Apart from Lai Fu and the Song sisters, everyone else exclaimed in surprise.

Song Xuewen and others, in particular, looked at Guo Tianyang with suspicion and uncertainty.

Guo Tianyang was surprised that Chen Yun had discovered he was a fake war god. He shouted, his voice trembling with fear, "Boy, what nonsense are you spouting? How could my identity as the dignified commander of the Northern Frontier be fake?"

"You didn't cherish the opportunity I gave you, did you?"

"Guards, seize this kid! If he resists, kill him on sight!"

His three companions, dressed in guard uniforms, responded in unison, "Yes, sir."

The three men lunged at Chen Yun menacingly.

They used to impersonate military leaders to swindle and deceive people.

Because they were wearing these clothes, no one dared to resist when they made their move.

The three of them thought they could definitely intimidate Chen Yun this time.

What the three of them never expected was that they had just gotten close...

Chen Yun's face darkened, and he coldly cursed, "You're asking for death!"

Then he suddenly stood up, raised his hand and punched one of them, sending him flying backward with a bloody face.

Two lightning-fast kicks followed immediately.

With two loud thuds, he kicked the other two guys in the chest, sending them flying backward, spitting blood.

The three "guards" collapsed in front of Guo Tianyang, all of them unconscious.

Guo Tianyang's pupils dilated, and his face showed fear and panic.

The Song family members gasped in shock at the sight.

They stared at Chen Yun in horror, thinking: This kid is ruthless! He actually dared to hit even the guards of the Northern War God?

Guo Tianyang stammered, managing only a few words: "You...you...you actually dared to fight back and even injure my guard?"

Chen Yun walked up to Guo Tianyang and sneered, "Not only do I dare to hit your fake guards, but I also dare to hit you, the fake commander. Do you believe me?"

Guo Tianyang was so frightened that his face changed drastically, and he retreated repeatedly, warning, "You, you, you, don't come any closer, or I'll send an army to wipe you out. You won't even have time to regret it then!"

Chen Yun scoffed: "Oh, then you adjust it!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Suddenly, the roar of car engines came from outside.

A large number of jeeps with military license plates sped over.

A burly general, leading a large number of heavily armed soldiers, disembarked from the convoy of jeeps.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Assemble!"

"Quickly line up so we can all salute and greet the leader in a moment!"

In the blink of an eye.

Under the general's command, a large number of soldiers lined up.

Everyone in the flower shop stared wide-eyed at what they saw.

Song Xuewen's face lit up with joy: "Huang Yaolong, it's General Huang Yaolong! He's here to receive Commander Guo! Haha, Chen Yun, you're dead meat!"