Donate Merits! Squander the Family Fortune! Flip Over the Coffin of My Faked-Death Husband

In her previous life, the scumbag faked his death at the border. Deceived by others, she believed her feelings for him were profound. She committed suicide at his grave, following him to the afterl...

Chapter 168 Coward

Chapter 168 Coward

"You call this sparring?" Zhuang Shihan asked sternly, looking at Lin Tingfeng lying unconscious on the ground.

His face was beaten into a pig's head. If the clothes on his body had not been given by her personally, she would not even dare to recognize him.

Do they still dare to say that enough is enough?

The people headed by Qiu Zongping all had bruises on their faces to varying degrees, and they became unhappy when they heard her words.

The young general with the most serious facial injuries snorted coldly and muttered in a voice that everyone could hear, "It was General Lin who got drunk and wanted to challenge us to a duel. He was the one who started it first. How can he blame us?"

Zhuang Shihan frowned, "He's taking on ten of you alone?"

You’re kidding me!

He just drank, not became an idiot.

All ten of them nodded without hesitation.

Qiu Zongping said with a cold face: "I was supposed to be at the General's Mansion before curfew, but unexpectedly General Lin stopped me."

The young general echoed, "That's right, everyone saw it happen right before our eyes. General Lin rushed over and punched General Qiu without a word, and the brothers couldn't stop him!"

"This is impossible." Zhuang Shihan said with certainty.

Others might get drunk and go crazy, but Lin Tingfeng definitely wouldn't.

Because of her stepfather, any man who appears around her, whether she has dated her before, is in a relationship with her, or is just a lapdog, must drink very little or not at all.

When she decided to be with Lin Tingfeng, she specifically tested his drinking habits, and the results really satisfied her.

Just think about it, how could a person who can remain sober and control his behavior after being drunk do something that is harmful to himself and has no benefit?

To put it simply, I just had a few too many drinks and on a whim I exchanged a few moves with my colleagues.

But to put it more broadly, he could not accept the sudden drop in his current status. He was dissatisfied but dared not speak out, and deliberately took out his anger on the soldiers who were lower in rank than him.

If it was spread by someone with ulterior motives, it would be said that he was dissatisfied with His Royal Highness Prince Jin for taking his position as the chief general, and deliberately wanted to use this to intimidate him.

She has seen a lot of rumors!

"My princess, do you mean that we just beat each other up and blamed it on General Lin?" Qiu Zongping asked coldly.

The people standing behind him were filled with indignation, looking as if they were being wronged and extremely angry, but in fact, each one was more guilty than the other.

They were dug out of their beds while still half asleep and brought before General Xu, where they were brutally beaten, with the blows specifically aimed at their faces, leaving them completely defenseless.

Before General Xu left, he left a message.

"The injuries you all sustained tonight were sustained during your sparring session with General Lin."

Afraid they wouldn't be able to tell which General Lin it was, he left and then turned back to name him: "General Lin Tingfeng."

Everyone was called in the middle of their sleep and beaten up without any explanation. They were so angry.

When they saw Lin Tingfeng being carried over covered with a white cloth, they thought he had died in an accident and quickly gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

Before they could figure out what was going on, Lin Tingfeng suddenly woke up.

The young man closest to him was already holding a grudge, and while he was still groaning and hadn't opened his eyes, he went over and punched him, knocking him unconscious.

He cursed, "If this handsome face of mine is ruined, you won't have a good life either."

When the others thought that today's beating was because of Lin Tingfeng, and they already had resentment towards him, they immediately stopped hesitating and started punching and kicking him.

The middleman woke up twice, but only had time to let out a muffled groan before being knocked unconscious again.

Those who were called over were not only Xu Xiao's confidants, but also masters of martial arts, who knew best how to beat the other party until he cried for his parents without harming his life.

However, this kind of shady trick is usually used on captured generals of the enemy country. It can both vent anger and save the person's life for future use.

If it were someone else, people might show mercy or even advise others to calm down.

But tonight, it was as if everyone had made an agreement beforehand, and everyone was fighting on their own, with a tacit understanding that no one would persuade anyone else.

If Qiu Zongping hadn't stopped them when he saw the situation was not going well, someone might have died.

He also wanted to know what Lin Tingfeng had done after taking over Border Town in the two years since he and the prince returned to the capital, to make him so hated.

Zhuang Shihan quickly stepped forward, bent down to check Lin Tingfeng's condition, and her eyes instantly reddened, "He's a dignified third-rank cultivator, how dare you beat him like this!"

Everyone had a cold expression on their faces and said in unison: "In military competition, no matter your status, it's fine."

This is an iron rule.

Zhuang Shihan heard about it on the first day that a woman disguised herself as a man and entered the military camp.

But the sparring always stops at a certain point. In the past two years, countless soldiers have come to her for treatment after sparring, and she has never seen anyone beaten so badly.

Zhuang Shihan gritted her teeth and said angrily, "You are clearly taking advantage of this opportunity to vent your personal anger!"

Without waiting for them to speak, she asked sharply, "Brother Feng is drunk and has lost his mind. Are you all drunk too?"

"If you have the guts, go challenge the enemy camp one-on-one. You're all just sneaking around and targeting them. Aren't you ashamed?"

Her face was full of disdain and her words were full of sarcasm. She was just about to point her finger at them and call them losers.

The young general standing in the front suddenly had tears in his eyes and said angrily, "If my eldest brother and the others hadn't risked their lives, would he have been able to escape from the enemy camp of tens of thousands of people alive?"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Zhuang Shihan wanted to refute, but couldn't find the right words for a moment.

Because she knew better than anyone what happened in that battle that was enough to make Lin Tingfeng a god.

Seeing that she remained silent, the young general broke away from those who were trying to persuade him and asked in a cold voice, "Eight thousand soldiers rushed a hundred miles just to save such a greedy and reckless commander, but in the end, only one in ten survived.

When you returned to the capital to accept your rewards with peace of mind, did you ever think about those soldiers whose bodies were never recovered?"

"Why hasn't this matter been reported?" Qiu Zongping's face turned ugly for a moment.

To others, eight thousand may just be a number.

But for those of them who lived together in the border town and even fought side by side many times, they were all brothers who had a life-and-death friendship.

He had never heard any news in Beijing.

The young general wiped his tears and said coldly: "Of course, you have to ask our General Lin."

If the person next to him hadn't stopped him quickly, he would have rushed forward and kicked him twice more.

Not to mention beating him up, even if he was killed directly, his beloved brother and those brothers who died unjustly in the army would never come back.

If Lin Tingfeng's life could save those people, he would drag him to hell with him even if it cost him his own life.

Qiu Zongping stared at Zhuang Shihan with a gloomy look in his eyes, his voice carrying a subtle hint of murderous intent. "Princess Shihan, is what this young man just said true?"