Chapter 104: Turning Against Each Other (Seeking Recommendations)

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  Outside the Tiger Camp, Long Zhanjun sat on a large sedan chair carried by sixteen soldiers, looking at Fang Shaoyun with great satisfaction.

  "Those with the surname Fang, don't be foolish and wait any longer! My uncle has personally come, can you still return? Haha, this time I will have revenge for my grievances. He hung me on a tree and made me wail all night, what do you think I should do to torment you? Should I make you cry out for ten days or a month?" Long Zhanjun asked with a pleased smile, stroking his chin and grinning mischievously at Fang Shaoyun.

  "Long Zhanjun, stop making a racket here! I think you've healed from your wounds and forgotten the pain? Wait till my brother comes back, he won't mind breaking three of your legs again!"

  "Haha", the rough man in the army, naturally understood that Fang Shaoyun's sarcasm was comparing Long Zhanguo to a dog. For a moment, the sound of laughter filled the entire martial arts arena.

  "You... you just wait!" Long Zhanjun's face turned red and white, and he was naturally furious at Fang Shaoyun's metaphor. The resentment on his face deepened even further.

  "Fang Shaoyun, what are you saying? This is clearly a personal threat against Long Aiqing!" The Third Prince, dressed in elegant attire and riding a white horse beside Long Zhanjun's sedan chair, spoke coldly to Fang Shaoyun.

  For this Third Prince, Fang Shaoyun was so angry that he almost had an itchy tooth root. If the Third Prince hadn't been present, Fang Shaoyun might have already exchanged a few blows with Long Zhanjun. It was only because of the Third Prince's presence that he could only endure this thought for now.

  "Your Highness, Third Prince, you've misunderstood. I didn't threaten Long Zhan Jun at all." Fang Shaoyun said with an innocent face.

  "How dare you quibble? Didn't you just say that you wanted to cut off Long Zhanjun's three legs?" The Third Prince said coldly, thinking he had grasped Fang Shaoyun's weakness.

  Fang Shaoyun rolled her eyes and said with an innocent expression: "Your Highness, you... uh, let me put it this way, you totally misunderstood what I meant!"

  "How dare you look down on the intelligence of the Third Prince! You truly have no respect for authority, a crime punishable by beheading!" The blue-robed scholar standing beside the Third Prince finally grasped an opportunity to show off in front of his master and immediately turned to face Shao Yun, scolding him loudly.

  Nang Fang Shaoyun remained expressionless as he asked the Third Prince, "I dare not! The Third Prince is wise beyond his years and has his own decisions. I'd like to ask Your Highness, how many legs does a person have?"

  The third prince looked at Fang Shaoyun with a gloomy face, secretly guessing what Fang Shaoyun meant, but his expression was as deep as he said: "Nonsense, of course it's two!"

  "Congratulations, Third Prince, you're absolutely right! Since there are only two legs, where did Long Zhanjun's three legs come from? There are only two possible answers: first, he is not human; second, he is human and therefore does not have three legs. Everyone can see that Long Zhanjun clearly has a human appearance. In other words, he doesn't have three legs! If I were to say that I would cut off his three legs, wouldn't that be an empty threat? And isn't threatening the air just a joke?" Fang Shaoyun's serious explanation was met with a burst of laughter.

  Hahaha...

  The soldiers who understood what was going on couldn't help but burst out laughing, especially the men from the Tiger Battalion, who laughed so hard they were doubled over.

  But Fang Shao understood that this was a veiled insult, and Long Zhanguo, although furious, was also speechless with rage.

  The three princes were not stupid either, looking at the soldiers laughing and falling over each other, they knew they had been played by Fang Shaoyun. In their hearts, they secretly seethed with anger, just about to give orders to teach Fang Shaoyun a lesson when they heard a faint voice behind them.

  "General, I finally see you're back to your old self. That joke was hilarious!"

  The voice was not loud, but as soon as it came out, all the laughter stopped, and all eyes turned to the direction of the sound. Every pair of eyes showed a look of shock when they saw the speaker.

  Fang Shaoyun's shock instantly turned into wild joy, and he rushed to the front of Yi Chu with excitement, shouting: "Brother, I knew it! You absolutely won't lose! Hahaha!"

  "What's going on? Easy surname, how did you come back?" Long Zhanjun looked at Yi Chu with a ferocious gaze, shouting loudly, a pair of inquiring eyes staring tensely at the back of Yi Chu.

  "Are you looking for him?" With a flick of Yi Chu's arm, a bloody head was thrown to the ground. The large head glared with wide eyes, refusing to close them even in death.

  Although the head was full of blood, Long Zhanjun still recognized the owner of the head at a glance! Looking at that huge head, the shocked expression on Long Zhanjun's face slowly faded away, replaced by loss, disappointment and extreme fear.

  "You killed my uncle? Did you kill my uncle......"

  For the somewhat dull-looking Long Zhanjun, Yi Chu didn't pay attention to him, but instead turned his head to look at the Third Prince. This glance made the Third Prince suddenly shudder, with a face full of terror and panic. His lips touched, but nothing came out, only forcing out a stiff, dry smile.

  "Congratulations to Master Yixian, felicitations to Master Yixian. Master Yixian's divine power is unmatched, his banner opens with victory, my humble self's admiration for Your Excellency is just like...". The Third Prince was still in a state of shock, but he quickly regained composure and lavished excessive flattery on Yi Chu without hesitation.

  After saying this, he turned around and looked at Long Zhanjun who was standing still, and coldly snorted: "Long Zhanjun is rebellious and rude, his crime cannot be forgiven. Come, take Long Zhanjun away and throw him into the great prison."

  The soldiers behind the third prince instantly grabbed Long Zhanjun, who was stunned. At this time, no one cared whether Long Zhanjun's legs were broken or not. Amidst the rough pulling and dragging, a series of mournful cries came out of Long Zhanjun's mouth.

  "Master Xianshi, General Shao, I need to write a memorial to the Emperor about the Dragon family's arrogance and disobedience. I won't keep you company here any longer. If either of you have anything else, just give me an order and I'll take care of it." The Third Prince wanted to chat with Yichu some more, but seeing her lazy expression, he wisely took his leave instead.

  The mournful cry grew fainter and fainter, and Fang Shaoyun gazed at Long Zhanjun being dragged away, suddenly saying with some emotion: "Yi Chu, this time it was lucky that you won; otherwise, Long Zhanjun would have been my fate."

  "With me here, you won't be in trouble." Yi Chu looked at Fang Shao Yun who was filled with emotion, and suddenly, he felt that the current Fang Shao Yun had become somewhat blurry.

  Returning to the military account, after simply telling Fang Shaoyun about what had happened, Yi Chu returned to his own room and began to close again.