Long Lin's face instantly changed, and he sharply said, "Xia Feng, don't think you're so great just because you're the Emperor's Son. I'm telling you, if you don't come back to the Rizhao Empire with me today, the Rizhao Empire will immediately send troops to press on the border of your Great Xia Empire!"
"You're threatening me?" Xia Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a vast murderous aura spread out.
Not only him, everyone present turned cold in expression.
To threaten a military movement against the Great Xia Empire in front of them was almost like jumping up and slapping them in the face.
"You crippled Princess Qinghe's only son, and no matter what, you must give our Rizhao Empire an explanation for this!" Long Lin snorted coldly.
"If you don't go today, then just wait for the army to press the borders!"
Yan Mobai, a Martial Sovereign leading the army, was most familiar with the recent military skirmishes between the two nations.
He immediately stepped forward and whispered a few words in Xia Tianming's ear.
Xia Tianming's face grew increasingly grim.
In recent decades, Rizhao Empire's military edge had gradually strengthened, pushing the Great Xia Empire to retreat step by step.
However, the scale of these battles was not large, at most considered minor clashes between the two nations.
But indeed, there was now a certain disparity in the military strength of the two Great Empires.
Xia Tianming looked at the smug Long Lin and was also well aware of the situation.
"They've always had the thought of encroaching on us, just unfortunately never having a good enough reason. Xia Feng crippled Xia Naiwu, and Xia Naiwu is Princess Qinghe's biological son. That does give them a good excuse."
Yan Mobai nodded, "What Your Majesty said is indeed so."
In the Empire, it was known to all that Xia Naiwu's mother was a princess of the Rizhao Empire.
Previously, the two countries had also ceased hostilities, both needing time to recover strength, biding their time.
Princess Qinghe, as the daughter of the Cyan Emperor of the Rizhao Empire, was sent to the Great Xia Empire as a political pawn, marrying Xia Tianming.
But after the birth of Xia Naiwu, when the two nations resumed conflict, Princess Qinghe returned to the Rizhao Empire.
"Do you know what it means to provoke me today?"
Xia Feng stepped forward, approaching Long Lin step by step.
"There are always rules between empires, envoys aren't to be killed. Can you actually kill me today?"
Long Lin was instantly smug, looking at Xia Feng with a cocky demeanor.
"To hell with your rules!"
What he thought was going well, but Xia Feng was not so easy to talk to. He directly stepped forward and fiercely slapped Long Lin on the face.
Long Lin's right cheek was struck with immense force, and his whole body flew backward, blood and teeth flying through the air.
Merely an Earth Tier Martial Saint, Xia Feng's slap almost took his life.
Long Lin lay on the ground, now only breathing out but not breathing in.
The remaining three envoys were terrified, eyes wide open—a centuries-old rule between empires, and no one had ever dared to breach it like this!
"Are you crazy? If you kill the Rizhao Empire's envoy, its empire would never have normal dealings with you again!"
The three envoys exclaimed in shock, rushing to Long Lin and stuffing a Tier Eight Elixir Soul Reviving Pill in his mouth.
But Xia Feng was completely unmoved. He gathered all his aura and continued toward the half-dead Long Lin.
"Lord Emperor's Son, you mustn't!"
Lingxiao Pavilion's Martial Sovereign was greatly shocked; Great Dragon General hurried out, trying to stop Xia Feng.
"The two countries in conflict must not kill an envoy, it would cause extremely negative effects on our Great Xia Empire's diplomacy!"
But Xia Feng remained unmoved.
Great Dragon General looked for help at Xia Tianming, but Xia Tianming turned his head away, showing indifference.
Well, this old man spoiling his grandson has no limits.
Helplessly, Great Dragon General had to give up his dignity. He knelt to the ground and hugged Xia Feng's leg, crying aloud.
"Lord Emperor's Son, please quell your anger. Even though Rizhao Empire's envoy is at fault, killing them isn't the answer!"
Xia Feng looked down. This Great Dragon General, completely disregarding dignity in front of ministers and guests, left him speechless.
The Rizhao Empire's envoys exchanged glances, their expressions changing.
They genuinely hadn't expected Xia Feng to dare strike so lethally.
Though this Great Dragon General was playing along with him, Long Lin was seriously injured ahead; they couldn't dare to bet.
Xia Feng twisted his neck, stepping forward with a cold voice.
"Do you truly think I wouldn't dare kill you?"
With those words, the atmosphere inside the hall instantly turned cold; a flash of fear flickered in the eyes of the remaining three from Rizhao Empire.
The new Emperor's Son of the Great Xia Empire seemed truly indifferent to those imperial rules.
As accompanying envoys, they had never thought they would meet their demise in a foreign land.
Just as the three were at a standoff, Long Lin, having taken the Tier Eight Elixir, spat out a mouthful of blood, awakening.
He supported himself on the ground, glaring venomously at Xia Feng.
"If you've got the guts, kill all four of us. I want to see just how ruthless you are."
"Our deaths, in exchange for your Great Xia Empire's ruined reputation, are worth it!"
This Long Lin had death in his eyes. His whole point here was to provoke everyone!
On the Emperor's Son's wedding day, humiliating Xia Feng like this was akin to giving the Great Xia Empire a strong slap in front of the world.
If Xia Feng didn't kill him, they'd have to swallow this bitter pill.
If Xia Feng did kill him, exchanging their deaths for the Great Xia Empire's rule-breaking act was blood well spent!
So, he still gritted his teeth, provocatively looking at Xia Feng.
Xia Feng laughed coldly; his fury had peaked. He kicked the Great Dragon General aside and pulled the Qingxue Sword from his Storage Ring.
The Great Dragon General gulped; he could see Xia Feng was truly enraged. Though his strength surpassed Xia Feng's, he dared not persuade further...
After all, he sought Xia Feng's favor, unlike Xia Naiwu, whom he dismissed in the past, today's Xia Tianming and Xia Feng were truly dragon and phoenix talents.
That's why he humbled himself shamelessly, hoping to become Xia Feng's trusted aide, with a future chance to break through to a Celestial Tier Martial Sovereign.
Xia Feng approached them step by step.
Like a Death God, the icy Qingxue Sword dragged on the ground, emitting a shrill sword cry.
The three envoys turned as pale as clay, trembling all over.
Only Long Lin was fearless, still staring at Xia Feng with a mocking and playful smile.
Before coming, he had already privately accepted a secret mission.
He was waiting, waiting for Xia Feng to take action.
He believed his death had value, his death could make a contribution to the Rizhao Empire. In future Rizhao Empire records, he, Long Lin, would be a notable figure!
Soon, Xia Feng stood in front of Long Lin, slowly lifting the Qingxue Sword in his hand.
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