The arena for the internal competition was newly built, about two meters off the ground. From the high platform, Shen Jiao could see that soldiers from the four directions of east, west, south, and north surrounded the arena, their imposing manner overwhelming. Looking up from above, she couldn't tell who was who among the densely packed soldiers. After looking around several times, she noticed something astonishing: all the soldiers from Langya Pass looked exactly the same.
When did she develop such severe face blindness?
Ji Yan glanced at her, casually threatening, "If you ever mistake me for someone else, I'll gouge out your eyes."
Shen Jiao was full of questions. Was he bored out of his mind? Why didn't he just go and eat a few plums?
However, the tyrant's perception of his face is clearly not as clear as his character design. Putting aside these vulgar reasons, given Ji Yan's aura of world-destroying power and the determination to chop off everyone's heads, it would be difficult for him to pretend not to recognize him.
Shen Jiao immediately patted her chest and swore, "Don't worry, even if I were blind, I could find His Majesty in the crowd in an instant."
Ji Yan smiled, resting his forehead on his hand, "I don't believe it."
Shen Jiao realized the conversation was heading in a strange direction. "Then how long will it take for His Majesty to believe me?"
Ji Yan: "Unless you show me your blindness."
Shen Jiao: "..."
At this moment, she really wanted to curse. "I've gone to great lengths to make you happy, and you keep wishing I'd go blind. You heartless, stupid idiot, I'm going to ignore you!"
Seeing her expression, Ji Yan calmly poked her cheek, and the hamster bristled again, making a "pop".
Forget about it, Shen Jiao wasn't in the mood. She just wanted to reaffirm her oath, "Your Majesty, I am deeply sorry for my careless remarks just now. I intend to do it again."
She held up three fingers. "I, Shen Jiao, swear to heaven that even if His Majesty were reduced to ashes, I would still recognize him at a glance."
"Heh, do you believe me this time? If you don't believe me, go and burn me to ashes and see what happens," she thought to herself with a smug smile.
However, she underestimated the tyrant's mental retardation. Instead of getting angry, he burst into laughter, slapping his thighs with his laughter, filling the vast arena with his unrestrained boisterous sound.
Shen Jiao's delicate features were tightly furrowed together. A wisp of wind blew a stray hair across her forehead. She looked at the tyrant who was laughing until he cried with a face full of confusion and bewilderment.
Brother, do you need to calm down? I'm afraid you'll suddenly laugh yourself to death.
at the same time.
The scene, which had been as noisy as boiling water, suddenly fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a cacophony of chatter like sparrows.
Everyone was shocked.
"Pinch me! It's unbelievable that His Majesty is laughing so happily. I think I'm dreaming... Ouch, just a little pinch is fine, you brute, it hurts so much."
"By the way, who is that girl next to His Majesty? To be honest, she's very pretty, and she's also very bold to dare to get so close to His Majesty."
"You don't even know her? She's the only one who survived the batch of dancers sent by Wei. I heard she even dared to assassinate His Majesty, and guess what happened?"
"What's wrong?"
"She saved her life solely because of her seductive face. Not only that, but she also became spoiled and arrogant. Wang Dazhuang said that she specifically asked General Chen to teach her martial arts. When General Chen refused, she complained, which resulted in General Chen being punished on his first day and suffering injuries all over his body. The general's wife cried for three days and three nights."
"What? Three days and three nights, your eyes must be swollen from crying! This woman is too vicious! Who is General Chen? He has no time to deal with her nonsense. Go back to his damn Wei Kingdom."
“We might agree to this, but His Majesty probably won’t.” After listening for a while, Wang Dazhuang rubbed his hands together, ready to add fuel to the fire. “However, I heard she’s studying very hard, even getting heatstroke. Since she’s working so hard, why don’t we all have a competition with that girl later, as a way of giving General Chen some face?”
"No way, Wang Dazhuang, how dare you bully a little girl? Aren't you ashamed?" someone in the crowd immediately retorted.
"That's right, that's right. Fighting is a man's business, and internal competitions are for us soldiers. Why drag a young lady into this? Hey, Wang Dazhuang, you're not holding a grudge because General Chen didn't teach you leg techniques, but you don't dare to challenge him, so you're bullying Miss Shen, are you?"
There were quite a few people who egged him on. After all, not everyone was on good terms with Wang Dazhuang. On the battlefield, strength is always valued. Although Wang Dazhuang was skilled, he was not the best. Moreover, his conduct was questionable. Therefore, those who were on good terms with him were mostly ordinary people from small villages.
Those from well-off families who had received some education looked down on Wang Dazhuang's daily behavior. It wasn't that they were bullying the poor, but rather that his thoughts and beliefs were simply incompatible with theirs.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wang Dazhuang's face turned red with anger, and he clenched his fists. "She was never a good person to begin with. The reason I did this was for His Majesty's sake. Those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see things clearly. I was afraid that His Majesty would fall for that vixen's tricks. What do you know?"
...
The noise below never stopped, and the high platform was far away, so even though Shen Jiao had good hearing, she couldn't quite make out what was being said.
She strained to listen, her already furrowed features contorting even more. As it turns out, people often unleash their potential when faced with negative comments. With her persistence, she finally heard a series of words such as "that woman," "that thing," "that kind of slut," and "femme fatale."
"They seem to be cursing at me." Shen Jiao couldn't understand why she hadn't done anything and was inexplicably attracting everyone's dissatisfaction just by sitting here.
Is this the kind of public opinion that beautiful women have to endure?
Ji Yan scoffed, "Be more confident, remove the 'seems' part."
Shen Jiao felt that he seemed to be able to hear very clearly, like taking an English listening test. Even though they were in the same exam room, their hearing was completely different. She couldn't help but ask, "Can Your Majesty hear me clearly?"
Ji Yan squinted. "If you want to, you can."
I understand now; martial arts practitioners all have hearing abilities that are different from ordinary people.
The noise downstairs was incredibly annoying. The tyrant pressed his temples and casually asked, "What? Want to know what they're saying about you?"
Shen Jiao sensed his impatience and, of course, couldn't let him have his way. She shook her head and said, "I want to know if anyone has praised me."
"Yes," Ji Yan chuckled softly, "They praised you as a fox spirit."
Shen Jiao: "..." Is this considered a compliment on her looks?
She was speechless and didn't want to get involved in the verbal battle anymore, but Ji Yan seemed to have been intrigued. He scooped Shen Jiao up by the waist, touched the ground with his toes, and flew into the crowd. His wide sleeves clung to her face like butterfly wings in the air, almost suffocating her.
She quickly pulled open the tyrant's sleeve, fearing she would be mistakenly killed again, and decided to hold on for the time being.
Because she was often carried around by the tyrant, Shen Jiao was no longer the ignorant bumpkin she once was. Now, she could face this behavior with composure and calmness.
But! Habits aside, buddy, aren't you afraid of causing a stampede by flying down like that without a sound? Can't you have a little bit of safety awareness?
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