Murong Qingyu's heart choked slightly, and he exchanged glances with Murong Qingyun.
"Prince Gan, this is the Five Nations Chamber of Commerce. At this moment, representatives from the five nations have all entered the palace." Murong Qingyun said.
The three Baili brothers had always been hailed as legendary, seemingly unsurpassed. But in Murong Qingyun's eyes, he was no less capable than them, in both looks and abilities. If given the opportunity to soar, he guaranteed he would surpass them.
"Where did the dog come from that's barking here?"
Baili Han paid no attention to Murong Qingyun's words, and had no intention of giving her face. His deep eyes were like a vast and surging ocean, almost swallowing Murong Qingyun.
Amidst such insults, Murong Qingyun was actually shocked by Baili Han for a moment. Although she was angry, she didn't know what to say.
His son has always been the apple of his eye, a person more important than his own life. How could Murong Qingyu not be angry when Baili Han insulted his outstanding son like this?
"Prince Gan," Murong Qingyu said, bowing and saying, "We in Nanyue respect you as a prince of Northern Wei and treat you with courtesy. Why, Your Majesty, are you speaking so hurtfully?"
"Treat me with courtesy?" Baili Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes, which were as bright as cold stars, suddenly cooled down again.
"You're telling me and the Northern Wei merchant caravan to be treated with courtesy? Are you illiterate? If you don't know how to use words, don't use them carelessly. As for this person..." Baili Han pointed at Murong Qingyun, not wanting to let him go at all, and said in a deep voice:
"I've never met him. Is he a ceremonial officer of your Nanyue court? If not, what right does he have to speak for Nanyue? He's neither a ceremonial officer nor qualified to represent Nanyue, yet he's still barking and speaking hurtfully. Calling him a dog is already a compliment to me."
Baili Han's words made everyone laugh silently.
Marshal Murong was a highly influential official in Nanyue. Even if people had opinions about the father and son, who would dare to say anything? Now, these two Nanyue Buddha statues were publicly humiliated by Prince Gan. It was truly... gratifying!
"This is my little boy Murong Qingyun!" Murong Qingyu replied with gritted teeth.
Ignoring Murong Qingyu's murderous look, Baili Han's vicious little factor began to take effect: "I don't care who you are. If you are my son, I will discipline him well. If a son is not well educated, it is the father's fault!"
Even though Murong Qingyu was a smiling tiger, he could not suppress his anger at this moment. He wanted to fly up and kick the hateful Baili Han off his horse.
With a cold snort, Murong Qingyu introduced himself: "I am Murong Qingyu, the Marshal of Nanyue. This is my son Murong Qingyun. I am here to welcome distinguished guests from various countries on the orders of the Emperor. Prince Gan, you have just insulted me for no reason. I hope you will apologize to me."
"Apologize?" Baili Han smiled, as if he were listening to an idiot's joke. Although this icy handsome man smiled, no one found it warm. Compared to the warmth of his smile, everyone would rather he didn't smile.
"Although South Vietnam is located in the south, the weather is not hot. Could it be that the Marshal has suffered from heatstroke and dizziness after standing for so long? You yourself did not properly discipline your son, and when he made a mistake, you sent dignitaries from other countries to apologize to your son. You are the Marshal of South Vietnam, but your mind is so easily confused.
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