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Chapter 203 The Tyrant Saves the Day, Mighty and Domineering!
Chu Jiang glanced at the spineless faces of those around him, his eyes filled with even deeper sarcasm.

The sound of the hand drum grew more urgent, and the girl stood on one foot, spinning and dancing on the elephant's back.

The giant elephant beneath their feet also moved its bloated four legs, and with Prince Murong potentially being trampled underfoot at any moment, it was truly erotic and exciting.

"Om-"

The giant elephant suddenly raised its trunk and let out a buzzing sound, which the people around it watched with great interest.

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Chu Jiang: "It's starting."

Before the words were even finished, the elephant, which had been so docile and obedient just moments before, suddenly became agitated. The dancer who was flying through the air was struck hard by the elephant's trunk, and her slender body was sent flying like a broken wing, crashing directly onto the banquet table.

The giant elephant suddenly went berserk, and all the ministers rose and fled, creating chaos at the scene.

The princess of Nanyue, riding on the elephant's back, swayed and almost lost her footing and fell off.

In the chaos, the veil on her face fell off, revealing a stunningly beautiful face beneath.

She truly deserves the title of the most beautiful woman in Southern Vietnam; her beauty is breathtaking.

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful one is, no one pays much attention when it comes to life and death.

Chu Jiang sat alone in his seat, finished the wine in his cup, then smashed the cup and stood up to take the heavy bow that the five men were carrying.

He drew his bow, his arm muscles bulging, and aimed directly at the frenzied, stamping elephant's head...

Or perhaps, the target is the Nanyue princess who is leaning over the elephant's back, constantly giving commands to try to calm the elephant down.

The envoy loudly warned in South Vietnamese: "Holy Maiden, be careful!"

Nan Yaoxian, who considered herself confident, trembled at the sight of someone drawing a fully drawn bow.

I never expected that this madman would still be so insane, daring to kill her in front of so many civil and military officials!
They didn't consider the consequences at all!

Nan Yaoxian was shocked, angry, and afraid, and she already regretted setting up this plan.

"Whoosh-"

The arrow, once released from the bow, moved with unstoppable force.

Just as she was stiffening and almost thought she was going to die, her wrist was suddenly grabbed and she was ripped off the elephant's back.

Caught off guard, she fell into a stranger's arms, rolled on the spot while being held, and dodged the giant paws of an elephant trampling her.

"Princess, are you alright?"

Nan Yaoxian met a face that was panting heavily and had a sharp, handsome appearance.

In that instant, her heart began to pound uncontrollably, and her cheeks burned uncontrollably.

However, before she could say anything, she heard the sound of a sharp weapon slicing through flesh.

After a deafening, mournful elephant cry that echoed through the sky,

The giant elephant crashed down, sending bricks and stones flying and dust billowing everywhere.

The elephant that had just terrified everyone collapsed to the ground like a small mountain, with a bone-cracking arrow embedded in its head, its fletching gilded.

Not far away, a young man dressed in a black robe, the hem of which spiraled up to his slender waist and then to his chest, where a large, ferocious beast, Yazi, was embroidered in gold thread, looking fierce and arrogant.

He held a giant bow in one hand, his jade-white profile exuding a cold and arrogant air.

His gaze swept over the disheveled man and woman clinging tightly to each other on the ground, and he seemed to click his tongue: "What a pity."

The South Vietnamese envoy, who understood Chinese, glared at him, as if he knew what the envoy was "regretting".

The civil and military officials standing nearby looked at him with amazement and admiration.

The border had been peaceful for so long that they had almost forgotten.

This infamous seventh prince was also once the Great Qi War God, a renowned military genius who could fight against a hundred men single-handedly.

It was precisely because of his presence that the restless barbarian states around them were deterred, forcing them to submit obediently. Even the Southern Yue was driven to the point of closing its doors and refusing to come out, forced to seek peace in the capital.
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"Snapped,"

The food Qin Su had picked up fell onto the table.

The palace maid who was serving nearby bowed and stepped forward, quickly cleaning up the dishes, and the table was soon tidy again.

Qin Su stared at the fluctuating monitoring screen: "What's going on?"

The system's tone was serious: [The tyrant has struck.]
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“All the items brought into the palace by the Nanyue people were carefully inspected, and no problems were found.”

Ye Fan lowered his voice, tense and serious. In addition to blocking the Seventh Prince, who seemed to be on the verge of a breakdown, he also had to be wary of any potential spies who might poison him at the banquet.

"Blood. It's elephant blood!"

Hearing Yu Feixian's confident words, Ye Fan couldn't help but turn around and look at her in surprise.

Yu Feixian didn't speak. While the palace servants were busy tidying up and restoring the banquet, she raised her hand and took Chu Jiang's pulse.

His brows furrowed quickly: "It's too late. The blood contains the scent of Gu Soul Incense, which will suppress the Gu Mother in the Seventh Prince's body. We must leave here immediately. The longer we stay, the deeper the Gu Mother will sleep, and the more difficult it will be to suppress the Soul-Eating Powder poison in his body."

Ye Fan sensed the danger and immediately decided, "Your Highness, let's go!"

Chu Jiang lowered his head, his long hair partially obscuring his face, making it difficult to discern his expression for a moment.

His eyes were unfocused, as if he could be manipulated at will.

However, just as the three were about to leave, Princess Nan Yue suddenly raised her voice and said, "Seventh Prince, it's been a while since we parted at Shimen River. How have you been?"

One sentence drew everyone's attention.

Ye Fan was forced to stop; his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of his chest.

Even someone as composed as him broke out in a cold sweat.

I dare not imagine the severe political consequences if the Seventh Prince were to suddenly go mad and cause chaos at a banquet in front of court envoys and foreign dignitaries.

Seeing that Chu Jiang did not respond, a glint of light flashed in Nan Yaoxian's eyes, and she boldly stepped forward a few steps: "Thank you very much for saving me, Your Highness. I am grateful."

She risked reigniting the war, sacrificing a tribute elephant as bait, all to expose Chu Jiang to the world.

She wanted to show everyone that the Great Qi War God they admired and worshipped was nothing more than a madman who could go berserk and hurt people at any time and had no humanity!

Sure enough, when she mentioned the Battle of Shimen River, the people around her all thought of that shocking and inhumane massacre of the city.

Even though everyone had already surrendered and the city gates were wide open to let the Seventh Prince's army in, he still ordered the massacre of all the city's inhabitants.

When the news reached the capital, it drew condemnation from countless righteous people.

The initial excitement sparked by Chu Jiang's killing of the mad elephant slowly cooled down.

The ministers' gazes toward him once again became deep and complex:
The Seventh Prince is indeed powerful, but his killings are too numerous.

The buzzing discussion gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at him, but no one was willing to speak up for him.

Ye Fan was extremely anxious, but he didn't know how to ask to take the person away.

Seeing that Chu Jiang did not react, Nan Yaoxian knew that his poison had taken effect.

She took another step forward, her body stained with large patches of blood-red splatter that were glaringly bright, and the fragrance grew stronger as she approached.

"Seventh Prince, why are you ignoring me? Are you still holding a grudge about what happened that day? Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and as the War God of Great Qi, you should understand that..."

Seeing the girl getting closer and closer, Ye Fan shouted sternly, "Stop! Don't be rude!"

Nan Yaoxian smiled, but her eyes were fixed on the silent man behind him: "I just wanted to thank the Seventh Prince. Your Highness isn't afraid of a weak woman like me, is he?"

She didn't stop talking; instead, she took a few more steps closer.

Ye Fan was so nervous that the veins on his arms bulged, and he was ready to risk punishment to stop her from getting closer, when suddenly his shoulder slumped.

A long, slender, perfectly shaped hand rested on his shoulder, followed by a cold, mocking laugh from behind:
"Fine, ignore me then. Who do you think you are?"