Sitting in the sedan chair, Murong Feng felt a mix of emotions upon hearing these words.

This Xianbei emperor learned two things for the first time from the mouths of the people.

The first thing is that his women had affairs with Murong Chui, and not just one.

The second thing is that the local people never took Murong Feng seriously.

This made Murong Feng hate Murong Chui even more.

Murong Chui's knee has been broken. Even if this bastard survives, he won't live long.

New and old grudges are intertwined.

Murong Feng is now eager to kill Murong Chui.

After an incense stick has burned.

Murong Chui and Murong Feng's sedan chairs were carried to the palace gate.

Normally

Their sedan chairs were carried into the palace hall and even into Murong Feng's bedroom without any fanfare.

But today, when the sedan chairs arrived at the palace gate, the two men simultaneously called out to the sedan chair bearers.

"Just stop the sedan chair here."

"I'll get out and walk," Murong Chui said, lifting the sedan curtain and sticking his head out.

"General, are your legs alright?"

"It'll have to do."

After saying this, Murong Chui, supported by the eunuch, limped off the sedan chair.

As soon as he stepped out of the sedan chair, Murong Feng rushed over.

"You old dog, you've been seducing my woman behind my back. I've had enough of your abuse all these years," Murong Feng said, before kicking Murong Chui in his shattered knee.

Murong Feng used all his strength.

With a snap.

Murong Chui's shattered kneecap was kicked so hard that it bent backwards.

Murong Chui screamed as excruciating pain shot through his knee.

Murong Chui turned pale and fell to the ground.

Large beads of sweat kept seeping from his forehead and even from every pore on his body.

Murong Feng is not afraid of Murong Chui at all now.

"You old dog, you've really gone too far in bullying me. I wish I could drink your blood!" Murong Feng cursed as he kicked Murong Chui hard in the groin.

Murong Chui, a man of great renown, was brought to the ground by the frail emperor Murong Feng. In the distance, many people pointed and whispered about the scene.

"Our emperor has finally managed to get hard."

"Murong Chui should be beaten to death. If it weren't for that bastard, these Russians wouldn't have been able to get in."

"Even if Murong Chui died a hundred times, it wouldn't be a pity."

"There is no one worse than this bastard in the world."

"I really want to kill this bastard."

Seeing that Murong Chui was being beaten so badly, Eunuch Gao quickly ran over and pulled Murong Feng away.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty, please calm down."

"Now is not the time to fight."

"Let's see the magistrate first, then we'll talk."

"The master is still waiting for you two."

Murong Feng nodded.

He spat directly in Murong Chui's face.

Murong Chui was not only kicked in the knee, but also kicked in vital areas more than a dozen times.

This guy was in excruciating pain.

"Guards, help General Murong into the sedan chair and carry him to the main hall of the palace."

"The commander-in-chief can no longer walk."

Several sedan chair bearers then carried Murong Chui onto the sedan chair and headed straight for the palace gate.

...

The Imperial Study.

Jiang Tian sat there, playing with the treasures presented by the eunuch.

"My lord, Murong Feng and Murong Chui are waiting outside." Eunuch Gao ran in.

"Let them in quickly."

"yes……"

Soon, Murong Feng strode in.

Just now, because Murong Feng beat up Murong Chui, this guy looked excited.

Murong Chui was carried in.

Murong Chui's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and many parts of his body were covered in mud from Murong Feng's kicks.

Jiang Tian frowned.

"I have met Lord Jiang." Murong Feng knelt down respectfully.

With the help of two eunuchs, Murong Chui also managed to kneel down on the ground.

The moment his knees touched the ground, the guy screamed and passed out.

"What happened? Why did I faint the moment I saw you?"

“My lord,” Murong Feng knelt on the ground and said respectfully, “I beat this guy. Murong Chui is the Grand Marshal of the Xianbei, but he does nothing but commit heinous and disastrous things that harm the country and its people.”

The little man was so angry that he beat him up.

"Who are you...?" Jiang Tian looked at Murong Feng wearing a dragon robe and asked, "Who are you?"

"My lord, I am Murong Feng, the emperor of the Xianbei."

Seeing the Xianbei emperor kneeling respectfully before him, referring to himself as "this humble one," Jiang Tian nodded in satisfaction.

"Wake Murong Chui up for me?"

A eunuch walked over and nudged Murong Chui.

Murong Chui had already fainted. His jaw was clenched, his eyes were closed, and his whole body was convulsing.

"General Murong, wake up."

"General Murong, wake up. Lord Jiang has something to ask you." The eunuch nudged him.

Murong Chui showed no signs of regaining consciousness.

The eunuch patted Murong Chui's face again: "General, wake up, the master has something to ask you."

Murong Chui was still dizzy, like a dead pig.

The eunuch raised his hand and slapped Murong Chui's face repeatedly, the blows making a loud thud.

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