Chapter 2

"Long time no see, how are you, Zhou Ze?" Zhou Mie dismounted from his iron steed, and the dozens of followers behind him did the same, their movements perfectly synchronized, standing elegantly before Zhou Ze.

Looking at the dozens of armored soldiers surrounding the incomparable Zhou Mie, Zhou Ze, holding Bai Zhu in his arms, let his fingers twirl through the green silk, brushing lightly over his nose, and a smile curved at the corners of his mouth. He said with a playful tone, "Zhou Mie, you're so arrogant!"

"Brother Ze, what are you talking about? The order for the young lords to come to the city gate to welcome you was given by the Chu Emperor, not by me!" Zhou Mie shook his head, his eyes narrowing, a sharp light flashing in them. "I can only apologize for disturbing you, Brother Ze!"

"No problem!" Zhou Ze's fingers brushed over the beauty's face, the coiled strands of hair loosening. "If you make me unhappy, I'll make you even more unhappy! Then I'll be happy!"

Many people were taken aback by Zhou Ze's words, thinking, what kind of logic is this? Moreover, what means does Zhou Ze have to make Zhou Mie unhappy? One is a dragon among men, the other a dissolute playboy; they are not on the same level.

Zhou Mie also laughed heartily, his handsome face becoming even more striking, making many women swoon and become infatuated. "Brother Ze still has that temper, but I'm in a very good mood today, and I'll keep it that way. You might be disappointed, Brother Ze!"

Zhou Ze, still smiling, looked at the man who could lead a father's elite army, renowned throughout the land, and hailed as the successor to the Demon Suppression King. Yes, he is the one the royal family favors to replace the Demon Suppression King. Zhou Ze wouldn't deny that he is an excellent person, but he also finds him very detestable, making him feel particularly bad. "I said, you'll be unhappy!"

As if to match Zhou Ze's words, Zhou Mie laughed heartily. "Brother Ze, I haven't had a better day than today."

The subtle confrontation between the two drew the attention of many. It's not surprising that the Demon Suppression King's biological son and adopted son don't get along! The adopted son took the Zhou family's possessions, even framed the eldest son, and now stands against the Zhou family. Anyone would be angry.

However, the one confronting Zhou Mie is Zhou Ze. This confrontation is basically not worth watching? Without a fight, he has already lost. How can his skills in pleasure and debauchery make Zhou Mie unhappy!

Zhou Mie's hearty laughter seemed to mock Zhou Ze, but no one found this strange. Zhou Ze standing there is a joke to Zhou Mie.

"Slap..."

A crisp sound rang out, cutting off the laughter. The not-so-loud sound echoed like a thunderclap in the air. Everyone who saw this scene stared wide-eyed at Zhou Ze, no one expected him to do this, to dare to do this!

That's right, Zhou Ze didn't do anything else, just a slap, naturally striking Zhou Mie's face.

"How dare he?" Many people swallowed hard, thinking Zhou Ze had gone mad. A champion who had just exterminated countless demons, fought for the country, and was bestowed the highest honors by the emperor, was slapped in the face at the city gate by the person welcoming him, in front of countless commoners and nobles. Is this a joke?

"I told you, you'll be unhappy! See, I was right!" Zhou Ze's laughter echoed in the silence, so natural and lazy, just like him.

Zhou Mie stared at the smiling Zhou Ze, his eyes flashing with cold light, his fists tightly clenched, and his aura involuntarily surging. The fierce beasts beside him seemed to sense his brutality and couldn't help but roar. Zhou Mie couldn't believe that Zhou Ze would suddenly slap him, so even with his strength, he was still hit. Feeling humiliated, the dozens of iron cavalry behind him, with their long spears, were ready to charge at any moment.

The young lords of many noble families held their breath, watching Zhou Mie with trepidation. This is a terrifying figure, and when he becomes brutal, it will be a fearsome scene.

"What? Want to kill me?" Zhou Ze looked at the cold and stern Zhou Mie and the dozens of iron cavalry, and said with a smile, "I'm standing right here, I'm just afraid you don't dare!"

Zhou Mie took several deep breaths, suppressing his brutality, closed his eyes for a moment, and then waved his arm. The dozens of iron cavalry immediately stood still. Zhou Mie resumed his previous elegant demeanor. "Brother Ze is still so capricious!"

Many people, seeing Zhou Mie like this, found it unbelievable but could understand. The second son of the Demon Suppression King, what can he do? Would he really dare to kill?

"You are so boring!" Zhou Ze shook his head. "Someone slapped you, and you can't even say a harsh word. Compared to me, you are more like a waste, no, you are worse than a waste. A waste would still fight back when cornered."

Zhou Ze was insulting him, openly insulting him. The champion of the Great Chu Dynasty, being called worse than a waste, this guy's mouth is really venomous.

"What are you, to have the right to insult the general! Just a bully!" A cavalry officer behind Zhou Mie was furious, shouting at Zhou Ze, "You are such a waste, you don't even deserve to carry the general's shoes!"

Zhou Ze laughed, ignoring the officer who insulted him, and turned to Zhou Ze. "See, your subordinates are better than you, so am I wrong to call you a waste?"

Zhou Mie's face darkened, and a cold tone involuntarily seeped into his voice. "What would you do if you were in my place?"

"Immediate cavalry charge! Flay him a thousand times!" Zhou Ze looked at Zhou Ze with a smile. "Whoever slaps me, I will exterminate their entire family."

These words left the young lords of the noble families stunned, thinking Zhou Ze must be crazy. Who would call for someone to flay them or even kill their entire family? This guy is sick!

Before Zhou Mie could speak, his cavalry officer snorted. "If you weren't the son of the Demon Suppression King, you would have died a thousand times over."

Zhou Ze shrugged. "If I were in my place, even if he were the son of the emperor, I would still flay him. Do you believe me?"

This made the Crown Prince's face very difficult. What does this guy mean? Is he threatening to flay me? And, is it really appropriate for him to say such rebellious words in front of so many people? Besides: I don't believe it!

Many people sneered at Zhou Ze's words, thinking that when the time comes, he would be as obedient as a cat. Anyone can talk big!

"You are just a bully who loves to show off. Do you have any other skills besides that?" The officer sneered. "You only know how to bully others!"

Zhou Ze laughed, walked up to the officer, and in everyone's confusion, slapped the officer's face, the sound of the slap ringing out. "That's right! I am a bully! I have a good father, do you?"

Many of the young lords of the noble families covered their faces when they heard Zhou Ze's shameless words, thinking this guy is really disgracing the nobility? They all do such things! But they can't say it directly, should they not hide it? How can he be so proud and righteous about it!

The officer, slapped, his eyes turned bloodshot, staring at Zhou Ze like a bloodthirsty beast. He looked at Zhou Mie, seeing his calm expression, and could only grit his teeth, maintaining his military posture. Military orders are like mountains, and without Zhou Mie's command, he dared not move!

Zhou Ze laughed, turning to the officer. "What, angry? Just bear it! You can't do anything to me anyway! Who made you not have a good father?"

Many of the young lords of the noble families were speechless, cursing in their hearts: You bastard, can you stop boasting about your father? If you keep doing this, how will we bully others in the future?

"Zhou Ze, if you have the guts, kill me!" The officer, his face burning, almost losing control, shouted, "I have subdued countless demons for the country, a man of iron. But in the capital, I am bullied by a dissolute playboy like you. The world is unfair!"

The officer roared, his voice like thunder, his resentment vast, his eyes bloodshot but restrained, making many people feel sympathetic. Many also looked at Zhou Ze with disdain.

That's right! One is a man of iron who serves the country, the other is a dissolute playboy. Does he not feel ashamed for bullying such a man?

"Good! You are quite smart, knowing how to use public opinion." Zhou Ze laughed, looking at Zhou Mie, and gave a thumbs up. "No wonder you can be his bodyguard, you picked a good one!"

Zhou Mie's face darkened, saying nothing, a sneer in his eyes. He wanted to see how Zhou Ze would handle it.

Then Zhou Mie saw a simple and brutal scene. Zhou Ze slapped the officer's face repeatedly, the sound of the slaps ringing out. His expression was cold, but the military order remained unchanged, and the officer, enraged, dared not move!

"Want to compare war achievements? Go compare with my father, the Demon Suppression King! Can you match him? Can't match him, right? Can't match him, so what are you talking about war achievements in front of his son?"

As Zhou Ze spoke, he slapped the officer's face repeatedly.

The young lords of the noble families, hearing Zhou Ze's words, covered their faces again: Finished? This guy is boasting about his father again! In the future, they can't boast about their fathers' status and achievements when they go out, or they will be cursed!

The officer, slapped repeatedly, was enraged, his eyes bloodshot, and he shouted at Zhou Ze, "Zhou Ze, if you have the guts, kill me, kill me!"

"Kill you?" Zhou Ze looked at the officer, rubbed his slightly numb hand, and stopped. "I don't like killing!"

The officer sneered at Zhou Ze. "Kill! Just kill me! Afraid, aren't you? Waste, you are just a waste who only knows how to talk big! What's the Demon Suppression King, hahaha, still giving birth to a waste."

Zhou Ze squinted at the officer, his smile even brighter. "What did you say?"

"I said you are a waste, hahaha, a scoundrel, kill me! Kill me! You, a scoundrel, dare to touch me!"

The officer's eyes were bloodshot, staring at Zhou Ze, extremely brutal.

"Never seen someone so eager to die!" Zhou Ze sighed, looking at Zhou Mie. "Your subordinate wants to die, asks me to send him to death, should I help him?"

Zhou Mie looked at the smiling Zhou Ze, his eyes cold. "If you dare, help him!"

This officer is his right-hand man, with great war achievements, and will surely be ennobled upon return. He is a person who can meet the Chu Emperor. Zhou Ze can humiliate him, but dare to kill him?

A future noble didn't die on the battlefield but in the hands of a dissolute playboy. He wanted to see if the emperor's anger would scare him.

"Kill me! Kill me!" The officer opened his eyes, staring at Zhou Ze, and roared, "Kill me! Scoundrel, do you dare to kill me? You, who have never seen blood, are a waste!"

Many of the young lords of the noble families, seeing Zhou Ze still standing there, thought if they were in his place, they would leave quickly. This person can't be killed, staying here is just embarrassing.

"Kill me? What? You are afraid of something too, hahaha, your parents giving birth to you is a disgrace, it seems they are not so great..." The officer laughed, "Scoundrel, you are still a scoundrel..."

The officer's voice suddenly stopped. He looked at his throat in disbelief, not knowing when a dagger had been inserted there. Looking at Zhou Ze, who was still smiling, he couldn't believe that the other person would really do this. Most importantly, as a Qi Gathering Realm expert, he didn't even notice when Zhou Ze stabbed him.

Everyone drew a sharp breath, including Zhou Mie, who never imagined Zhou Ze would really act. The scene was dead silent, only the sound of the officer falling to the ground. As for why a Qi Gathering Realm expert was stabbed in the throat by a dissolute playboy, they didn't think much about it. Zhou Mie's military orders are always ironclad, and many have died under his orders. Without Zhou Mie's orders, the cavalry wouldn't dare to move. Wasn't the officer just slapped repeatedly because of this?

"Ah! Didn't expect someone to have such a request!" Zhou Ze sighed. "Although this request is a bit strange, I, who likes to help, still fulfilled it! Zhou Mie, send the thank-you gift to my house tomorrow!"

After saying this, Zhou Ze ignored the severely twitching Zhou Mie, stepped onto the carriage, and, surrounded by four beauties, with Bai Zhu in his arms, drinking fine wine, smiled and drove the carriage away. Leaving behind the grim-faced Zhou Mie, whose terrifying strength and perfect strategy had made a mistake, facing the playboy he had looked down on since childhood.

After the carriage turned, a beauty got off the carriage, her red lips slightly parted, and said to Zhou Mie, who was standing there, tightly clenching his fists, "Young Master told me to tell you: He was very happy today!"

The carriage left, leaving behind a dead silence and a corpse!

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