This boastful declaration, if placed on the battlefield, would be an invitation to a duel with the enemy general. But if placed at a banquet, well... it could also be considered a duel.
The only difference is that the former involves fighting with force and weapons, while the latter involves verbal battles.
Upon hearing this, Bo Ji's scarlet lips curved into a smile: "It seems... His Majesty has invited guests to a banquet."
As soon as she spoke, the others looked around blankly, as if they knew nothing about it, and simply stayed out of it to avoid trouble.
Zheng Quchi's lips twitched.
Keep pretending, you guys.
When many people at the banquet turned their gaze toward Zheng Quchi, she knew that she would eventually be unable to hide it. She whispered to Yuan Xingzhou for advice: "Do you think I should stand up and admit it loudly right now, or should I remain silent and pretend that I didn't hear it, waiting to be dragged out in the end before responding?"
Yuan Xingzhou now particularly enjoys chatting with Zheng Quchi, because he often feels much better when she opens her mouth.
He asked, "You'll listen to me?"
"You have more experience, you can teach me the most suitable method."
That's right, she wanted to learn from him, to gain more experience in palace intrigue and political maneuvering.
“You just sit here steadily and respond loudly like me. Which scoundrel is insulting his aunt?” Yuan Xingzhou’s voice did not deliberately lower. It sounded like he was talking to Zheng Quchi, but in fact, his volume could be clearly heard by everyone in the banquet.
Zheng Quchi felt a chill run down his spine: "..."
Is he afraid that she hasn't offended people badly enough, and is planning to add fuel to the fire?
Snap—
As the loud clapping sound subsided, Mu Jin stood up abruptly.
Zheng Quchi's heart tightened, and he quickly looked over. Sure enough, Mu Jin in front of him was furious.
"What did you say? Say it again?"
His eagle eyes stared fiercely at Zheng Quchi and Yuan Xingzhou, his gaze extremely arrogant and domineering, as if he was certain they wouldn't dare say it a second time.
The high-ranking officials and dignitaries at the banquet were now like quails, wide-eyed and silent, not daring to utter a word.
At this moment, an even clearer and louder voice said, "Which scoundrel is greeting your great-aunt?"
These words were so succinct that they made the sound of a pin drop. All eyes that had been on Yuan Xingzhou were now turned in shock to Zheng Quchi.
That's right, Zheng Quchi learned this phrase on the spot, based on the standard set by Yuan Xingzhou.
Not to mention the others, even Yuan Xingzhou himself was stunned after hearing this. He looked at her, his eyebrows were as black as lacquer, and his eyes held a faint smile.
Although Zheng Quchi is usually timid, she is a woman of her word, and she will never go back on her promises.
She stood up, her gesture vaguely resembling an attempt to protect Yuan Xingzhou. Meeting Mu Jin's sinister, hawk-like eyes, she defiantly asked, "Weren't you looking for me, your grandma?"
"You are Zheng, Qu, Chi?" Mu Jin emphasized each word.
His gaze upon Zheng Quchi was extremely malicious, like that of a jackal baring its fangs.
Seeing the other party's determined look, Zheng Quchi knew that the matter couldn't be resolved by her simply giving in or backing down for a while.
It was obvious that this person had come to provoke her and seek revenge.
She no longer has Yuwen Sheng to rely on or support her, and that's probably what he thinks, which is why he dares to openly try to make things difficult for a mere woman like her.
If she backs down and doesn't confront him directly, he might just take advantage of her.
"What? You've come all this way to my door, and you don't even recognize me?"
She's sticking to one principle now: she's determined to maintain this momentum no matter what. Since Yuan Xingzhou wants her to be tough, she's not going to back down.
"Good, very good. I thought Yuwen Sheng's wife would be a coward too, but I didn't expect you to have such backbone. Very good." Mu Jin narrowed his eyes, seemingly laughing out of anger, but the laughter was full of ill intent.
That's just how Zheng Quchi is. Sometimes she might be too scared to face danger, but she never shys away from difficulties. Instead, she always faces them head-on.
She raised her chin and said, "We people of Ye are not cowards!"
She spoke these words with such force and conviction, as if she hadn't seen the obsequious and humble manner of the Ye Kingdom nobles towards Mu Jin at the previous banquet.
Upon hearing this, Mu Jin burst into laughter, unable to contain his joy.
Isn't that ridiculous?
That's ridiculous! She's lying through her teeth. Does she even understand reality?
Now, the State of Ye has no choice but to swallow its anger and appease the enemy. Their incompetence has led to the current state of Ye, which is teetering on the brink of collapse. They even fantasize that the invasion of the six states will be more merciful and slower...
Hahaha... Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous.
If the Southern Chen Kingdom wanted to crush an ant, would they need to specifically ask the ant's opinion?
Of course, it's not necessary.
"Yeah?"
Mu Jin finally stopped his wild and triumphant laughter at the banquet. He suddenly spat on his boots, then turned to everyone at the banquet and said, "This general has been suffering from back pain lately and can't bend over anymore. Is there anyone willing to wipe my dirty shoes for me?"
This statement originated from a malicious act intended to spite Zheng Quchi, but it was also an extremely insulting act.
Those present were mostly influential figures in the elite circles of Ye Kingdom, yet they were being publicly forced to kneel and polish his shoes...
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