Chapter 91 An Eighty-Pound Hammer Teaches You a Lesson

Xiao Beichen's voice was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing a buzzing sound throughout the venue.

He held the massive, eighty-pound hammer, thicker than a normal person's thigh, in his large, fan-like hands as if it were a straw.

With a "thump".

He casually slammed the giant hammer to the ground, and instantly, a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the hard bluestone pavement.

The arrogant young man from northern Xinjiang, who had just been so cocky, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He glanced at the exaggeratedly shaped giant hammer, then at Xiao Beichen's burly physique, which was even more robust than his own, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Is this even human or a hammer?

"You, you want to compete with me?" The young man from the northern frontier asked in broken Mandarin, trying to maintain his composure.

Xiao Beichen grinned, revealing a set of teeth so white they could be used in a toothpaste advertisement.

"No, no, no." He waved his hand.

"I'm not here to compete with you."

The young man from northern Xinjiang was taken aback.

The civil and military officials on the Chu side were also stunned.

Why are you carrying such a huge thing out here? To cause trouble?

Xiao Beichen picked up the giant hammer and swung it around easily, as if he were stretching his muscles.

"I'm here to teach you idioms."

"Huh?" The young man from northern Xinjiang looked completely bewildered.

The first idiom is "There are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people".

Before Xiao Beichen could finish speaking, he had already shot out like a cannonball.

His massive body was now bursting with astonishing speed that was completely disproportionate to his size.

The young man from northern Xinjiang felt a blur before his eyes, and a gust of evil wind was already rushing towards him!

He didn't have time to think. His instincts, honed from years of fighting wild beasts, made him raise his scimitar and hold it across his chest to parry.

"when--!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing.

The enormous, array-breaking hammer, with immense force, slammed solidly into the curved blade.

The young man from northern Xinjiang felt as if he had been hit head-on by a raging rhinoceros.

An irresistible and terrifying force emanated from the blade.

"Crack!"

The scimitar he held, forged from refined steel, snapped in two with a snap.

The young man from the northern border had his tiger's mouth split open, bleeding profusely. He was sent flying backward by the force of the impact, tracing a pathetic parabola in the air.

With a "thud," it crashed heavily seven or eight meters away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

The Northern envoy's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The generals on the Chu side all gaped open, their mouths agape as if an egg could fit inside.

They knew Xiao Beichen was fierce, but they didn't expect him to be this fierce!

This is not a contest of martial arts; it is a one-sided crushing defeat!

On the high platform, Mu Yu strained to see the arena through her eyes, which had regained some of their light.

In her eyes of destiny, the crimson aura representing martial fortune on Uncle Xiao Beichen's body was like an erupting volcano, burning fiercely and directly shattering the equally red aura on the young man from the Northern Frontier opposite her.

"What a huge fire..." she muttered to herself.

Upon hearing this, Chu Chongjin's lips curled up slightly.

Xiao Beichen, carrying a hammer, slowly walked up to the young man from the northern frontier who was lying on the ground.

The young man struggled to get up, but aggravated his injuries and coughed up blood.

The second idiom is "a frog in a well".

Xiao Beichen looked down at him, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire room.

"Did you remember?"

The young man from northern Xinjiang turned pale and then flushed, finally hanging his head in shame and indignation.

"I...I lost."

Xiao Beichen nodded in satisfaction.

He shouldered the giant hammer, turned around, and strode back to the Great Chu's stands.

The silhouette looked like a moving iron mountain.

He didn't even glance at the subdued assassin as he passed by.

The mountain-like oppressive feeling only disappeared when he stood firmly behind Mu Fang again.

"Whoosh—!"

The silent training ground erupted in thunderous cheers.

"General Xiao is truly awe-inspiring!"

"The Duke of Protectorate's Mansion is mighty!"

"Great Chu is mighty!"

The soldiers excitedly pounded their weapons against their armor, creating a deafening sound.

All the pent-up frustration from before was released at this moment!

Even the emperor's face showed a long-unseen, hearty smile.

He glanced at Batu, whose face was deathly pale, and said meaningfully, "It seems that not all the men of my Great Chu are cowards."

Batu's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Xiao Beichen scratched his head, seemingly a little embarrassed.

He secretly turned around, raised his eyebrows at Mu Yu, and winked, as if to say, "See, isn't Uncle amazing?"

Mu Yu couldn't see his expression, but she could feel the happy and triumphant red aura emanating from him.

She smiled happily, revealing a pair of shallow dimples.

"Uncle Xiao, you're awesome!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but Xiao Beichen heard it and laughed like a silly son of a landlord weighing two hundred pounds.

However, this farcical martial arts demonstration will eventually be replaced by a colder and harsher reality.

The emperor's smile slowly faded, and his gaze turned to the poisoned short blade on the ground and the black token with a red scorpion on it.

"Envoy Batu".

The emperor's voice was calm, yet it carried a chilling undertone.

"Is this how you people from the northern frontier present gifts to me?"

Batu knelt down with a thud, his body trembling like a leaf.

"Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, please understand! This matter has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with my Northern Frontier Royal Court!"

He pointed at the assassin on the ground and desperately tried to explain, "This man...this man is named Hadan. He was just an ordinary guard in my delegation. I...I had no idea he would do such a treasonous thing!"

"Don't know?" Chu Chongjin sneered and walked out.

"When the delegation entered the capital, all the personnel lists were verified by the Court of State Ceremonies and the Ministry of War. This assassin belongs to the same organization as the Blackwater Scorpion bandits who caused trouble in Jiangnan before, and they both obey my second brother, Sikong Ming."

"Envoy Batu, do you dare say that you know nothing about Sikong Ming's schemes?"

Batu's face instantly turned deathly pale.

He hadn't expected that the Great Chu had already investigated to this extent.

"I...I..." He stammered for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence.

They conspired with the princes to assassinate the emperor at the martial arts training ground.

Either of these options would be enough to kill him without a burial place, and could even trigger a war between the two countries.

“Father,” Chu Chongjin turned to the emperor and bowed, “I believe that this matter was not the intention of the Northern Frontier Royal Court, but rather a private collusion between Sikong Ming and some ambitious individuals in the Northern Frontier.”

"His purpose was twofold: first, to assassinate the emperor and frame the northern frontier, thus igniting border war; second, to seize power amidst the chaos—a treacherous scheme that killed two birds with one stone."

The emperor's gaze was deep as he slowly nodded.

He naturally understood this principle.

If it were truly at the behest of the Northern Frontier Royal Court, the team that arrived wouldn't be such a flawed and makeshift group.

"Guards!" The emperor's voice was as cold as ice.

"Imprison the assassin Hadan in the Imperial Prison and have him jointly tried by the Ministry of Justice, the Court of Judicial Review, and the Censorate! They must uncover every single detail of Sikong Ming's plans in the Northern Frontier!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Several imperial guards immediately stepped forward and dragged the assassin with broken bones away.

"As for Envoy Batu..." The emperor's gaze fell on Batu, who was kneeling and trembling.

"Since you are a guest, I will not make things difficult for you. However, before the matter is clarified, please rest well at the Court of State Ceremonial."

This is what house arrest means.

Batu collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

He knew he was finished.

Even if they survive, they can forget about ever returning to the northern grasslands.

A thrilling martial arts demonstration ended in such a dramatic way.

The emperor excused himself from the event, citing illness.

The ministers, each with their own thoughts, gradually dispersed.

On the carriage of Princess Anguo's residence.

Mu Fang held Mu Yu in his arms, his face still so gloomy it could drip water.

What happened today was far too dangerous.

If it weren't for Cangyun's warning, and if Mu Yu hadn't discovered the assassin in advance, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Daddy, don't be angry." Mu Yu's little hand touched Mu Fang's furrowed brows.

"The bad guy has been caught."

Mu Fang sighed and hugged his daughter even tighter.

"It's because your father is useless; he failed to protect you."

“Daddy is the most useful!” Mu Yu immediately retorted, “Daddy twisted the bad guy’s hand off in one go, it was so crisp, just like the twisted dough sticks I eat!”

She imitated the sound of bones cracking, which made Chu Chongjin and Yan Ziche in the carriage laugh.

Mu Fang's expression finally softened a bit.

"You," he said affectionately, tapping his daughter's nose.

“Ninth Prince,” Yan Ziche looked at Chu Chongjin, “the Third Prince will probably be furious about what happened today.”

Chu Chongjin said calmly, "He wanted to regain face through the martial arts competition, but ended up losing face completely. He wanted to take the opportunity to laugh at me and my father, but ended up laughing at himself."

"The more anxious he is, the more likely he is to make mistakes."

Yan Ziche nodded, then looked at Mu Yu with concern.

"The young princess's eyes... were exposed to strong light for a long time today, I wonder if it will have any effect."

Mentioning this made everyone's hearts jump again.

“Master Zhiwei said that after today, we can proceed with the final acupuncture treatment,” Chu Chongjin said.

"Once the dragon energy completely clears the blocked meridians, Xiao Yu'er's eyes may be able to... be completely clear again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage fell silent.

Mu Fang's hands, which were holding his daughter, trembled slightly.

Mu Yu also felt the tense yet expectant atmosphere.

She blinked her still somewhat misty big eyes.

To restore the light?

Can you see your father's face, your ninth brother's face, your Yan brother's face, and your Uncle Xiao's face again, just like before?

Can you still see the clouds in the sky, the fish in the water, and all the delicious snacks in the kitchen?

For the first time, the little koi fish felt an incredibly strong desire to "see".

She clenched her little fists.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the pond of good fortune, because of today's thwarting of a shocking conspiracy and Xiao Beichen's exhilarating victory, has seen its water level surge.

The small dragon-shaped phantom in the center of the pool, coiled around the golden dragon energy at the bottom of the pool, seemed to have solidified considerably.

Wisps of golden auspicious clouds rose from the pool, nourishing her entire sea of ​​consciousness.

Mu Yu felt an unprecedented warm power gathering towards her eyes.

It seems like she's really going to be able to see again.