"Stop!"
"Black Wind Village Chief, stand still for this General!"
A shout accompanied by the sound of footsteps ca from behind.
Jiang Dali continued walking, looking around with a cold arrogance, not pausing at all even as a group hurriedly caught up behind him.
Several lackeys, about to reach within a zhang of Jiang Dali’s back, were about to angrily intercept him but felt a chilling sensation rising in their hearts, spreading throughout their bodies, as their hair stood on end.
Danger!
Just as the warning appeared in their minds, they had already stepped within a zhang of Jiang Dali.
With a "clang," a leisurely bell sound exploded, and a majestic and domineering golden bell-shaped Qi Force expanded and spun explosively from Jiang Dali’s body.
Their bodies were imdiately spun and flung away by the Qi Gong Wave-like Golden Bell Qi Shield, shrieking as they fell to the ground with broken bones and tendons.
Qin Gui, Zhang Jun, and others who were chasing from behind were all enraged, not expecting this Black Wind Village Chief to dare act in the presence of the Emperor, while the remaining subordinates quickly slowed their pace in shock, not daring to rashly approach the imposing and domineering figure ahead.
Tat-tat—
Jiang Dali’s Black War Boots landed on the ground.
He was now within ten zhang of the Dragon Chariot surrounded by guards ard with swords and shields, his eyes smiling yet not, looking at the alard and angry Emperor of Song on the Dragon Chariot.
"How daring! Black Wind Village Chief! Do you not kneel when you see the Emperor!?"
An old eunuch serving nearby glared angrily at Jiang Dali, his sharp voice rebuking.
"Noisy!"
Jiang Dali slightly raised his thick eyebrows, impatiently glancing at the white-haired and bearded old eunuch, his eyes sharp as he said, "The Emperor hasn’t spoken, but you eunuch are so anxious, shut up for this Village Chief!"
"You!!"
The old eunuch was enraged, raising his orchid fingers.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Dali’s eyes shot out a divine light, as cold as frost on a sharp blade, naturally possessing an intimidating aura.
The old eunuch shivered, his finger raised but tremblingly lowered, his face turning red, not daring to utter a single harsh word.
"Master Jiang is a great hero of our Song Country and a man of the Martial World; the court’s rigorous etiquette is unnecessary."
At this ti, the Emperor of Song spoke, having regained his composure from his earlier shock and anger.
He glanced at Qin Gui and Zhang Jun, who were hurrying over, then looked at Jiang Dali, who was two heads taller than the average person, his rebuke at the tip of his tongue, turning into a question.
"I warmly welco you, the triumphant hero, today, yet I did not expect such a misfortune to occur. I heard you t with the envoys of Jin and Liao last night, is there any truth to this?"
"Indeed, this is true."
Jiang Dali openly and calmly admitted, raising his hand to pull out a gilded invitation from his bosom, "This invitation was given to this Village Chief by those two wretches."
The Emperor of Song frowned, sowhat unaccustod to Jiang Dali’s arrogant manner of speaking.
Had anyone else dared to speak to him in such a manner, he would have surely rebuked them angrily.
However, facing Jiang Dali at this mont, even with anger in his heart, he inexplicably did not dare to act rashly, feeling a strong sense of threat and unease, as if being deeply unsafe in the presence of the Black Wind Village Chief, despite being enveloped by layers of elite guards.
With a cold snort, he raised his finger slightly, and the nearby old eunuch imdiately caught on, his figure moving like a ghost to Jiang Dali.
Jiang Dali casually tossed the invitation over.
This scene was seen by the civil and military officials behind, so angered, others shocked.
More were worried by his carefree, utterly impolite behavior.
Usually, they served the Emperor, not daring to even breathe heavily, how could they act as casually as this Black Wind Village Chief?
"Your Majesty! I have arrived too late to save you, causing you to be scared! I am guilty unto death!"
At this mont, Zhang Jun and Qin Gui had hastened to approach, both imdiately bowing and prostrating themselves to apologize, not daring to rise without the Emperor’s pardon.
The Emperor of Song examined the content of the invitation with a frown, his expression dark and icy, glancing at the nearby citizens still gathered to watch, instructing.
"Disperse the citizens and detain those captured from Jin and Liao for trial!"
"Yes!"
Imdiately, nearby generals led their n to carry out the order.
Given this situation, the ceremony to welco and honor Jiang Dali as a hero was naturally postponed.
The Emperor of Song was in an extrely foul mood, wanting to reprimand Jiang Dali but awkwardly realizing it was inappropriate.
Today was supposed to be a great day of celebration for the entire country to reward this ritorious hero, Jiang Dali.
However, with the situation developing as it was, Jiang Dali had brazenly killed the envoys from Jin and Liao; if the ceremony did not transform into an accountability trial, it would be a great imperial favor.
Yet, if accountability and sentencing were pursued, this celebration of the hero’s return would beco a huge joke, and the main issue was whether such a fierce man, like the Black Wind Village Chief, would willingly accept punishnt?
Thinking of this, the Emperor of Song felt his situation was precarious.
He realized that this hero, whom he had brought up with his own hands, was indeed a double-edged sword, already posing a significant threat and unease to him.
Qin Gui, who remained bowed and unraised, noticed the Emperor’s expression and imdiately spoke with righteous indignation, "Your Majesty, given the circumstances, today’s conferring ceremony should be temporarily canceled.
Moreover, the Black Wind Village Chief’s actions in killing the envoys of Jin and Liao have seriously provoked those two countries, likely sparking a new round of war.
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