No sooner had he finished speaking than Ji Chenhai’s hearty laughter came from outside the door: “Hehehe, old Duke, it’s freezing cold, and I’m already at the door, yet you still refuse me entry. It doesn’t sound good if word gets out. If the Emperor finds out, he’ll think you’re narrow-minded and intolerant.”

Upon hearing this, the Duke of Chen was so angry he almost jumped up!

Am I narrow-minded and intolerant of others?

Who the hell can be so magnanimous and cheerful after being robbed repeatedly?!

But he has no evidence, so he can't jump!

Duke Chen snorted coldly, offering no comment.

Anyway, everyone knows the true nature of their relationship; the only thing left is for them to break off relations and start fighting.

There were no outsiders here, and Duke Chen was too lazy to even bother with formalities.

Chen Xiaoyi jumped up and pointed at Ji Chenhai, angrily shouting, "You ruthless bandit, what are you doing here? You robbed others, and now you're here to laugh at them!"

"Little kid, don't be so hot-tempered at such a young age. Getting angry will harm your health," Ji Chenhai said with a smile, his words gentle but his smile full of provocation.

This perfectly illustrates the saying:

I love it when you're so angry but can't do anything about it!

Hurry up and get angry, the angrier you get, the more satisfying it is for me!

"You son of a bitch..." Chen Xiaoyi jumped up and raised his fist to hit someone, but Chen Shiyu next to him pulled him back in time: "Brother, why are you pulling me? Haven't we suffered enough humiliation from him? Let's just tear off the mask and have a good fight! I don't believe that our Chen family has been generals for generations, and our ancestors have made great contributions to the Great Zhao. The Emperor would punish our Chen family for a mere bandit!"

"Shut up!" Chen Shiyu and Duke Chen shouted in unison.

Since ancient times, what emperors have feared most is that their ministers' achievements overshadow their own.

With the Crown Prince suffering repeated setbacks, the Emperor has already discerned his ambitions and is probably dreaming of seizing their leverage and confiscating their military power.

At this critical juncture, Chen Xiaoyi uttered such arrogant and boastful words in front of Marquis Anping. Wasn't he just handing the emperor ammunition for criticism?!

Ji Chenhai pretended not to know the intricacies of the situation and said with a look of disdain, "Old Duke, I'm not saying this to be mean, but your son is indeed a bit lacking in discipline."

I heard that you had some problems with your food supplies and that the whole army was starving. I kindly brought you some meat, but he kept bringing up the idea of ​​fighting me.

"I don't mind bullying the weak, but if I accidentally kill him, who do you think will be to blame?"

Chen Xiaoyi: "!!!"

You son of a bitch, you old bastard, who do you think you are to kill on my turf?!

But before he could even vent his frustration, Chen Shiyu, who was holding him, immobilized him by striking his pressure points, rendering him speechless and unable to move.

"Delivering meat?"

Chen Shiyu's eyes were sinister, staring at Ji Chenhai like a ghost.

Ji Chenhai glanced at Chen Shiyu, pretending not to see the malice in his eyes, and turned to call to the soldiers who had come with him: "Bring him in!"

Soldiers carried in more than twenty enormous crates, filling almost the entire house and courtyard.

The outermost soldiers opened the crate, which was filled with roasted beef.

The beef was roasted to a perfect crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, its rich aroma wafting in the wind.

Having gone without meat for many days, the Chen family soldiers, including the three men of the Chen family, including the Duke of Chen, couldn't help but drool and silently swallow several mouthfuls of saliva.