Cruel and Sweet

"Young Master, how should we handle Lin Zhengyue's body?"

Fang Ying looked at the lifeless body of Lin Zhengyue.

Fang Xiu revealed a cunning smile, touched his finger ring, and with a wave, Lin Zhengyue's body disappeared into it.

This is called the Qiankun Ring, a storage item.

Ordinary people use simple storage bags, but the Qiankun Ring is more high-end, convenient to carry, and has a larger internal space.

Throughout the entire Mo Nation, there were less than three people who possessed the Qiankun Rings.

Fang Xiu, as the Marquis of Guanjun, ranking above ten thousand, owning a precious Qiankun Ring was quite normal.

In fact, the Eternal Divine Palace within Fang Xiu's body was a truly excellent place for storing precious items.

However, Fang Xiu knew little about the functions of the Eternal Divine Palace; the snoring old man inside the divine palace was oblivious to him.

"Tomorrow, we shall present a generous gift to the Emperor."

Fang Xiu's eyes were filled with coldness; he harbored no emotions for the Zhao royal family anymore.

What replaced it was overwhelming resentment.

The imperial authority was indifferent, and Fang Xiu was already disillusioned.

The vendetta at Sky-Breaking Mountain must be avenged.

He thought it was just battlefield injuries.

As a warrior, a commander, even if he were to die in battle, he would do so with heroic dignity, without a word of complaint.

However, the emperor had never seen him this way. He was just a piece of chess, a tool, manipulated by the imperial authority. In the end, it was the emperor who stabbed him in the back while he fought for the country.

Well, in that case!

Since he, Marquis of Guanjun could dominate the world under the heavens in Mo Nation, he could overturn it as well.

The next day, early in the morning, Fang Xiu, dressed in a purple robe, walked out of his room.

The morning light bathed him warmly.

Fang Xiu stretched his arms, feeling the freshness after the heavy snow, as if he had been reborn, awakening from a grand dream.

A surge of hot blood and passion ignited once again.

Bang!

The courtyard gate was forcefully kicked open.

A woman in official attire walked in, carrying a red invitation in her hand.

She nonchalantly tossed the invitation, and it landed at Fang Xiu's feet.

"Fang Xiu, today, Princess and the genius of the Myth Sky Sect, Yu Shuai, will be engaged. It's a celebration throughout Mo Nation. This invitation is a gift from Your Highness, allowing you to attend the engagement ceremony at Azure Cloud Palace."

The woman's words were filled with disdain towards Fang Xiu.

"Fang Xiu, with your current identity and status, you have no qualifications to set foot in Azure Cloud Palace, let alone attend the engagement ceremony of the Princess and the genius of Myth Sky Sect. It's only because Her Highness remembered the past you have experienced that she gave you this opportunity."

Fang Xiu chuckled.

The past that they've experienced?

Did she think he was a fool that couldn't figure out the true intention behind the invitation?

Fang Xiu could not be ignorant of the purpose.

It was nothing more than being unable to tolerant the humiliation of being divorced by him.

She specifically invited him to attend, intending to humiliate him in front of the world, returning the insult he dealt her.

After all, she had climbed to the Myth Sky Sect.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he, the washed-up Marquis of Guanjun, was nothing compared to the genius of the Myth Sky Sect.

One was like the brilliance of the sun and moon, and the other like the light of a firefly.

The ideal husband of Zhao Qing'er could only be Yu Shuai, the rising star and the pride of the whole Mo Nation.

Fang Xiu was only fit to stand at the bottom, gazed upon her with admiration.

"Laugh all you want. I hope you can still laugh when you get to Azure Cloud Palace."

The female official was triumphant and turned to leave.

"Stop."

A girl suddenly appeared and stood right in front of her.

Fang Ying was in a red outfit, and her beauty was beyond description, much imposing and dazzling than usual.

Today, she would restore the appearance of the Vermilion Phoenix Rakshasa and give the deepest lesson to Mo Nation with her Young Master.

"You, pick up the invitation and hand it to Young Master."

Fang Ying's tone was as cold as ice, and her words brooked no disobedience.

"Insolent! Who are you..."

Smack!

Before the female official could finish her words, Fang Ying slapped her face.

"Pick it up."

"You... How dare you hit me..."

Smack!

In her rage, the female official, who had been with the princess for many years and was a skilled martial artist, was weak and pitiful in front of Fang Ying.

Struck by two consecutive slaps, she saw stars and staggered, almost losing her balance.

"Fang Xiu, how dare you treat me like this! I'm here on behalf of Her Highness."

The female official turned to Fang Xiu.

But Fang Xiu was indifferent, taunting, "You better do as she says. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you will leave here unscathed."

"Fine, very well, Fang Xiu. I'll see how long can you keep your tone like this."

The female official suppressed her anger, but under the eaves, she had to lower her head.

The red-clothed girl was too formidable, and she was no match.

From the looks of it, if she didn't pick up the invitation from the ground today, it would be hard to end this matter peacefully.

The female official walked slowly to Fang Xiu, picked up the invitation, and handed it to Fang Xiu.

"Show some respect. In this courtyard, Young Master will forever be the Marquis of Guanjun."

Fang Ying spoke, and the assertiveness of the young girl was surprising.

"Don't go too far."

The female official couldn't stand it anymore.

This was simply taking advantage of the situation.

If Fang Xiu were still the Marquis of Guanjun from the past, she would naturally kneel and bow.

But now, Fang Xiu was just a waste.

Why should she show such deference?

"What if we go too far? Kneel first, then hand over the invitation."

Fang Ying was proud and walked a few steps to the side of the female official.

"Impossible..."

Smack!

Before the female official finished speaking, two loud slaps landed on her face.

The once radiant female official had now become an ugly pig head.

"Hurry up. If you utter one more word, I'll tear your mouth apart."

Fang Ying was ruthless, showing no mercy.

When had the female official ever suffered such humiliation?

She cried with a snivel, but under Fang Ying's intimidation, she didn't dare say another word.

She could feel that this young girl was not joking, and she might actually tear her mouth apart.

Kneeling on the ground, the female official raised the invitation high: "Please accept the invitation, Marquis."

The female official regretted it deeply now.

Originally, she didn't need to deliver this invitation personally; any eunuch from the palace could have done it.

She volunteered to come and insult Fang Xiu in front of the princess, to vent some anger for the Princess, but now, in retrospect, she was really cheap.

Why did she rush to endure this humiliation?

Fang Xiu took the invitation leisurely.

"Tell Her Highness, and also tell His Majesty, I will definitely attend."

Fang Xiu deliberately emphasized the word "definitely."

Even if Princess sent this invitation, he would still go to the engagement hall today.

Now it seems that Zhao Qing'er urgently wants to humiliate him at the engagement ceremony.

Well, let her have her wish. Fang Xiu was actually looking forward to the engagement ceremony.

"Get lost."

Fang Ying shouted harshly, and the female official, as if granted amnesty, crawled out of the courtyard.

Hahaha...

As soon as the female official left the courtyard, she heard laughter from inside.

She spewed a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.

"Ying'er, why are you acting like a female tyrant? Don't do this in the future. I prefer your gentle side."

Fang Xiu reached out and lightly scratched Fang Ying's nose.

"But I have to be domineering. Otherwise, how can I live up to the name of the Vermilion Phoenix Rakshasa?"

Fang Ying stuck out her tongue, very different from how she treated the female official just now.

"I can be cruel, but I can also be sweet for you."

"Naughty."

Fang Xiu was in a great mood. After this great disaster, he felt like he had been reborn, and his mindset had undergone a tremendous change.

Adjusting his clothes, Fang Xiu stepped forward.

"Let's go, to Azure Cloud Palace."