Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 1111 - 1110: Did He Humiliate You?

Chapter 1111: Chapter 1110: Did He Humiliate You?

The enemy.

On the battlefield, yes.

After all, the battlefield is a place where it’s kill or be killed.

Nanming and Beiming had never truly reconciled.

In fact, on the Cangqiong Continent, every kingdom could be their friend, or of course, could also be their enemy.

Relations between kingdoms were always based solely on interests, never on so-called camaraderie.

"That year, during the most intense battles between Nanming and Beiming’s armies, Nanming’s previous emperor was still on the throne, and it was my father’s reign,"

"And Beiming, at that time, had a new emperor who had just ascended the throne not long before, making the situation unstable. It was an excellent opportunity for other countries to invade."

After pouring himself a cup of wine, Chu Lingyang drank it down in one gulp.

Thinking about it seemed to be hardly satisfying, as if the cup was too small.

He threw the cup aside, picked up the wine jar, and began to drink deeply from it.

Chu Qianli did not stop him.

Firstly, she wasn’t familiar with him, and secondly, this Prince seemed to have a rather impressive capacity for alcohol.

"By my imperial father’s decree, I led our troops to attack Beiming’s border city. At that time, my army moved unstoppable, with unmatched glory,"

He chuckled, reminiscing about the glory of those days, his tone showing a mix of excitement and pride.

"Those Beiming soldiers, utterly worthless—in front of me, they were like ants!"

"That’s because you hadn’t met my Uncle Nine!" Chu Qianli instinctively defended her mentor, War God.

Chu Lingyang lowered his gaze to look at her, his eyes taking on a serious cast.

Chu Qianli pursed her lips and shrugged, saying, "Indeed, that’s what I think. If you want to hear insincere flattery, I can oblige, and I can even make it sound better than anyone else."

Who doesn’t know how to play to the gallery?

"Ha!"

Instead of getting angry at her words, Chu Lingyang laughed pleasantly.

"You cheeky girl, no wonder he taught you martial arts and takes such an interest in you! You’ve really hit his mark!"

He often heard false words, every day; everyone in front of him always uttered flattery.

But he didn’t need a single word of it.

He had heard enough of it when he was young in the military.

And now, in the Imperial Family, he had heard even more.

It didn’t sound good at all.

In his life, the only person who ever scolded him, was probably just that guy.

Feng Dingchu.

That girl called him Uncle Nine, heh, quite interesting.

"Back then, he said the same thing, claiming that my invincibility was simply because I had never encountered him."

Chu Lingyang took another swig of the strong liquor; it was as though his tongue had been unleashed and couldn’t be stopped.

"Did you know? When I first met him, that guy was just a bratty kid, a teenager of about fifteen, speaking insolently!"

"How could I let him be so presumptuous in my presence! So, I immediately led my troops, intending to capture him alive and humiliate him thoroughly."

"Who would’ve thought..."

"What happened next?" Chu Qianli’s curiosity was instantly piqued.

She was really curious about Uncle Nine’s past.

A teenager!

While others were still studying in school, he had already started leading troops into battle; simply awe-inspiring, tyrannical, cool, and unstoppable!

Her Uncle Nine was quite the marvel!

"Later on, naturally, I was defeated by my own underestimation."

Yet, as Chu Lingyang recounted his own defeat, he seemed not the least bit upset; on the contrary, he only became more exhilarated.

"I couldn’t capture him; instead, I ended up being captured by him! And I never got the chance to humiliate him..."

Chu Qianli’s eyes widened: "Uncle Nine humiliated you?"