Zhao Cheng knew that Wang Yuluan had lost his temper.

But he didn't feel the same joy as when he pushed Wang Yuluan forward. When he learned the old worker's identity, Zhao Cheng was just as excited as Wang Yuluan.

After the founding of the Great Jing Kingdom, the Southern Zhou Kingdom seemed different from its other neighboring states, treating the Great Jing Kingdom with great courtesy. Even when wars broke out, they were always fought on plausible pretexts, resulting in localized conflicts. Their relationship was like that of two friends who frequently quarreled, fighting one day and making up the next. The Southern Zhou Kingdom never launched a large-scale war with the Great Jing Kingdom that would lead to the destruction of the nation and its people. It was also known as a land of poetry and painting, as if its people were all refined scholars, regarding the people of the Great Jing Kingdom as mere brutes.

But Zhao Chengqing clearly stated that the Southern Weekly was the one most harboring malicious intentions.

Especially today, he could no longer tolerate it!

Even if Wang Yuluan lacks courage and doesn't dare to stand up, he will make an exception today and teach the other party a lesson!

As long as old soldiers never die, the Great Jing Dynasty will never perish!

Fortunately, Wang Yuluan did not disappoint him.

Seeing Wang Yuluan's unyielding expression, Zhao Cheng nodded secretly, thinking to himself that he was right, you are indeed stronger than your brother.

Of course, this feeling is similar to how Wang Yuluan, although he found Zhao Cheng pleasing to the eye, also felt that it shouldn't be called pleasing to the eye, but rather a habit.

Zhao Cheng felt the same way, only thinking that Wang Yuluan acted fairly manly in this matter, but in other situations...

Pshaw, you little idiot.

Zhou Jinghuan looked up and met Wang Yuluan's piercing gaze, his eyes once again filled with contempt, and asked, "Kneel down and apologize? You actually want me to kneel down?"

"Hahaha!!"

Hahahaha!!!

Zhou Jinghuan burst into laughter and shouted, "I don't even have to kneel before the Emperor of Southern Zhou, yet you want me to kneel before this old bastard?"

"Wang Ren was able to destroy Ye Dan, he's a ruthless man! I respect him as much as I respect him, and I only give you some leeway because of that respect. How dare you push your luck with me?!"

"Someone come here!!"

Suddenly, a commotion broke out in the crowd, and about twenty armed men surrounded them.

Zhang Dalian looked around and said, "Envoys are prohibited from carrying iron weapons and bows and crossbows when entering Changsui."

"Look closely, are these iron tools?" Zhou Jinghuan sneered.

Zhang Dalian looked closely at the weapons in the hands of the group of people and saw that they were all holding wooden sticks without gun barrels, which did not look like the soldiers of the Southern Zhou Dynasty. They looked like street thugs.

“The Southern Zhou Navy,” the old worker muttered.

Zhou Jinghuan glanced at the old worker with surprise.

Actually, this is nothing to the old workers. Any soldier from Dajing who had fought against the Southern Zhou navy knew that the Southern Zhou navy was all like this.

They were dressed lightly, without armor, and all had dark skin and different hairstyles, making them look somewhat similar to sea pirates.

However, they usually used knives when fighting, but Zhou Jinghuan has now replaced them with wooden sticks.

Zhang Dalian became alert and immediately blocked Wang Yuluan's path. If it was a regular Southern Zhou navy, he would have to take it seriously.

The combat effectiveness and killing power of regular troops and guards are completely different.

Zhou Jinghuan asked, "Are you sure you want to do it?"

Zhang Dalian angrily retorted, "This is Changsui! Do you think you can outnumber us?"

"I won't compete with you in numbers, let's compete in this moment." Zhou Jinghuan spread his hands and said, "I was invited by your emperor, so even if I beat you now, your emperor will still have to apologize to me!"

"Absurd!!" Wang Yuluan roared, "My Great Jing is not as weak as you say!!"

At this moment, Zhao Cheng, who had already exchanged glances with Zhao Wu, turned around and gave Zhao Wu a wink.

Zhao Wu was already prepared and used the same tactic that Xiao Luomu and Wang Yuluan had used before. The pebble in his hand flew out with a 'whoosh' and hit Zhou Jinghuan's cheek, drawing a line of blood on his fair face.

Zhang Dalian glanced at Zhao Wu's hand.

"Ah...ah..." Zhou Jinghuan let out a soft, girlish moan, quickly covering her face. When she opened her hand and saw blood, she immediately took a step back, pointed at Wang Yuluan, and shouted, "Beat him!!!"

As soon as Zhou Jinghuan made a move, Zhang Dalian immediately followed suit. However, instead of attacking, he first kicked down two of his companions who had already drawn their swords. Then, with a speed so fast that no one could see clearly, he used the back of his sword to cut down about ten sailors. After that, he kicked Zhou Jinghuan down and placed the back of his sword against Zhou Jinghuan's neck, forcing back the other sailors who were about to pounce.

"Apologize!"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Wu's eyes lit up immediately.

Wow, what a master...

Not only was he skilled in combat, but he was also quick-witted. Fearing that his subordinates might become enraged and kill, he preemptively restrained them.

After all, this is Changsui. Even if the other party is not a prince of Southern Zhou, but just a commoner of Southern Zhou, they cannot be killed without warning.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the crowd, and a group of people wearing the standard armor of the Jingguo Army rushed over. The leader glanced at Zhou Jinghuan and hurriedly ran over, saying, "General Zhang, this is Prince He of Southern Zhou. Is there some misunderstanding between you?!"

Although Zhang Dalian has only been Wang Ren's deputy general so far, he has made numerous contributions and has been praised by His Majesty. Everyone knows that it is inevitable that he will be promoted to a general, but the court has not yet begun to reward him for his merits.

So the title 'General' didn't seem out of place.

"Guard Heng, why are you out of the palace?" Zhang Dalian recognized the man. He was a palace guard with a sword, highly regarded by Yuan Xiu and Yuan Yun. He had seen him when he entered the palace with Wang Ren, but he never expected to meet him outside the palace.

Heng Wenhao said, "I'm going out of the palace to buy some things for the Princess. And the Prince..."

Zhang Dalian remained firm, not loosening his grip on the knife, and said, "There is no misunderstanding. He insulted my veterans of Dajing. If he doesn't apologize to the veterans, this matter will not be resolved!"

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