Are you sure you are really capable of defending the border of South Vietnam?"
"You..." Murong Qingyun's face flushed from red to purple, then from purple to pitch black. This was the first time Murong Qingyu had ever experienced such a blatant insult. This Baili Han's tongue was even more vicious than that of Mo Yunfang, the Great Yanshi of Xiliang.
Baili Han sneered and walked towards the palace gate. The next moment, he was blocked by Murong Qingyun who had reacted quickly.
"A good dog doesn't block the road!" Baili Han continued viciously.
"Fuck Prince!" Murong Qingyu roared, unable to bear it any longer. "Don't be so shameless! No matter how powerful your Northern Wei is, this is still South Vietnam. Just because I've tolerated you many times doesn't mean I'm afraid of you!"
Baili Han once again put on a chilling smile, "It seems the Grand Marshal is about to turn against the guests. Are you worthy of the order of the Emperor of Nanyue by doing this?"
Although you were stripped of your title as Prince of Zhennan for harboring personal soldiers, Emperor Dezheng didn't kill you, which was at least fair to you. Now you're openly going against his wishes. Do you really disregard your emperor?"
Murong Qingyu felt like he was about to die of anger from Baili Han! This guy was really asking for trouble. At this point, even the dumbest Murong Qingyu could see Baili Han's hostility towards him.
But he had no connection with the Northern Wei Dynasty, and he had never even met Baili Han, so where did the hostility come from?
"Prince Gan, stop your nonsense! The Emperor and I are as close as brothers, and my loyalty to him is evident to all. But you, Prince Gan, traveled to South Vietnam to attend the Five Nations Chamber of Commerce without an invitation. If you don't give an explanation today, don't blame me for reporting you to the Emperor, accusing you of having ulterior motives by coming to South Vietnam without permission!"
"Originally, I thought your son was a dog, and that he was some inexplicable mutant. Now it seems like a son is like his father. And he's a blind dog. Didn't you see the invitation letter under the disc I gave to that official?"
Baili Han's viciousness made Murong Qingyu and Murong Qingyun almost tremble with anger, but his subsequent words made them even more angry and shocked.
Ten years ago, after the three Baili brothers expelled the Divine Cult from the Northern Wei, the Six-Nation Chamber of Commerce had long since become the Five-Nation Chamber of Commerce. The previous four chambers of commerce were held in other countries. For their own benefit, and to align themselves with the Divine Cult, the other countries had excluded the Northern Wei. This year, it was Nanyue's turn, and that old man had foolishly summoned the Northern Wei. Wasn't that a clear slap in the face of the Divine Cult?
And why didn't he know anything about this? Not even the Queen had mentioned it to him before.
Murong Qingyu looked at the official from the Ministry of Rites who received the pass document, but saw that he nodded at him with an embarrassed expression.
After confirming that the damn fool Qian Yeying had really invited this vicious prince, Murong Qingyu's face was so ugly that it could not be described.
He was about to say something, but his body suddenly started to itch, and it kept getting worse. Realizing something was wrong, Murong Qingyu quickly tried to suppress the itch with his inner strength, but it only made it worse.
Turning to look at Murong Qingyun, he saw that his expression was not right. Without saying anything, Murong Qingyu immediately rode his horse and galloped out of the palace gate with his son.
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