The eunuch's voice outside the door was loud and clear. Chen Zhennan and his companion looked at each other, both showing expressions of curiosity.
"Jiang Wenyu wants to see me? Do you know why?"
Song Yunyang shook her head slightly: "I don't know. I told His Majesty a long time ago to have him come to see you in person to win people's hearts, but he didn't agree."
Chen Zhennan couldn't help but smile. This woman was indeed honest; it seemed she couldn't hide her feelings.
"I have long wanted to meet your Great Yan Emperor, Jiang Wenyu. Do you know who the ancestor of the Jiang family was?"
Chen Zhennan had a bold guess in his mind: the connection between the two words "Yan Kingdom" and "Jiang Clan" could not be a coincidence.
Song Yunyang shook her head again: "I don't know. It is said that only the Jiang family can view the Emperor's family genealogy. Outsiders cannot know about it."
After hearing these words, Chen Zhennan became even more convinced of his idea that this Jiang Wenyu might be a descendant of Emperor Yan, Jiang Yuwang.
“That’s interesting, and quite mysterious. Come on, take me to meet your Yan Kingdom’s emperor.”
Seeing that Chen Zhennan agreed, Song Yunyang breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that he might not want to go and cause some unnecessary misunderstanding.
"Okay, I'll go with you, just to avoid any unpleasantness between you two. Change your clothes first, then we'll..."
"No need, this bathrobe is fine, let's go."
Song Yunyang rolled her eyes, followed Chen Zhennan out of the courtyard, and then followed the eunuch toward Yanming Palace.
After walking for about seven or eight minutes, Chen Zhennan and his companion followed the eunuch to the outside of Yanming Hall.
"This is it, Grand Marshal. Please take your men inside," the eunuch said calmly.
Song Yunyang gave a soft "hmm" and waved to Chen Zhennan. The two of them stepped into the palace gate one after the other.
Inside the main hall, on the dragon throne, Jiang Wenyu wore a loose dragon robe and had a lazy expression on his face.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Song Yunyang clasped her hands in a fist and knelt on one knee.
Jiang Wenyu, sitting on the dragon throne, grunted in agreement. "Get up. There's no one else here. No need to be so formal. Please sit down."
Chen Zhennan didn't stand on ceremony and turned around to sit down in the chair, not even glancing at Jiang Wenyu.
"This must be the God of War of the Martial Kingdom. He really is unrestrained and doesn't care about trivial matters."
Chen Zhennan slightly curled the corners of his mouth. Jiang Wenyu was simply saying that he didn't know manners. Who couldn't hear the sarcastic tone?
"Jiang Wenyu, you didn't call me here just to mock me, did you? Although you're pretending to be calm, you're actually quite flustered inside, am I right?"
Jiang Wenyu was startled. He had been speaking slowly and breathing evenly, so how did this guy know that he was flustered?
"Guess? I don't believe you're guessing. Yes, I am indeed a little flustered. Yunyang rescued you and angered Wu Yunyin, so do you understand how I feel right now?"
Chen Zhennan smiled slightly, saying that if he put himself in Jiang Wenyu's shoes, he would understand Jiang Wenyu's predicament.
“I know that you only have two choices now: use me to fight against Da Wu, or kill me to please Wu Yunyin. But I can offer you a third option: overthrow Da Wu.”
Chen Zhennan's expression was serious, showing no sign of joking, which surprised Jiang Wenyu.
"Overthrow Wu Yunyin? Chen Zhennan, I know you call yourself the God of War, but why should my Great Yan pay the price for what happened between you and Wu Yunyin? I see no hope of overthrowing Wu Yunyin, but killing you to show sincerity and obtain peace is more likely."
Upon hearing Jiang Wenyu's words, Chen Zhennan couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Is there anything funny about it?
Upon hearing this, Chen Zhennan slowly stood up and pointed to Song Yunyang standing to the side.
"This is your Great Yan's most capable and battle-hardened marshal, yet he has never won a single battle against me. Jiang Wenyu, haven't you ever wondered why your Great Yan hasn't been destroyed yet?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenyu suddenly stood up and clenched his fists tightly.
As the Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, no one had ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of Jiang Wenyu, and these words were simply an insult.
Gritting his teeth, Jiang Wenyu remained calm and did not express his anger. He was not a brainless idiot like Wu Yunyin.
"To be honest, I was indeed curious before, but things are different now, and you are no longer the God of War of the Martial Kingdom. What I need to consider now is the life and death of 4.3 million people of my Yan Kingdom. I cannot let you be the one to die."
Song Yunyang didn't quite understand what Jiang Wenyu was saying earlier, but she understood what he meant. It was clear that he had already decided to kill her.
"Your Majesty, I brought Chen Zhennan back so that our Great Yan would not be annexed by the Wu Kingdom. You know what happened; Wu Yunyin's actions are deserving of death, and now is the perfect opportunity."
As soon as Song Yunyang finished speaking, Jiang Wenyu on the dragon throne suddenly clapped his hands, and the gate of Yanming Palace was flung open, with more than a dozen guards carrying swords rushing in from outside.
Chen Zhennan glanced at them and couldn't help but snort, completely disregarding them.
"Jiang Wenyu, you don't think you can kill me with just these dozen or so people, do you? Let me tell you the truth, if I wanted to kill you, no one here could stop me."
Jiang Wenyu frowned slightly. He had long known of Chen Zhennan's reputation. Chen Zhennan was not only a good commander, but also had top-notch personal strength.
"I know you are very capable, so I want to test you today. These fifteen people are all top-notch experts in the palace. If you can survive, I will agree to let you raise an army to overthrow Wu Yunyin. Otherwise, I will give her your head."
Song Yunyang frowned. She had heard of these fifteen people before. They were the fifteen strongest people in the palace, and their teamwork was excellent. They had never lost.
This isn't a test for Chen Zhennan; it's clearly an attempt to kill him.
"Your Majesty, Chen Zhennan has just recovered from a serious illness and his health has not yet fully recovered. It would be better to postpone the competition for a while."
Song Yunyang was extremely anxious. She absolutely could not let them make a move, otherwise Chen Zhennan would surely die, and there would be no turning back then. The Great Yan army had less than 300,000 troops, and they were simply no match for that crazy woman, Wu Yunyin.
To her surprise, Chen Zhennan seemed completely unconcerned, stretching his body as if he were about to make a move.
"Chen Zhennan, you?"
Chen Zhennan tightened his sleeves, stood with his feet together, and his toes slightly pointed outwards.
"Jiang Wenyu, today I'll show you that the title of God of War isn't just for show. I don't know how many kinds of kung fu exist in this world, but when it comes to dealing with your men, there's only one best option: Tai Chi!"
With that, Chen Zhennan got into position and dashed into the crowd.
Jiang Wenyu squinted, showing little interest, but was very confident in his guards.
Song Yunyang stepped aside, her eyes fixed on Chen Zhennan's every move.
As the battle continued, Song Yunyang realized that all fifteen people were caught up in Chen Zhennan's rhythm.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all fifteen men were knocked to the ground.
"Jiang Wenyu, I won."
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