NOVGO.NET Chapter 1199 - Chapter 1199 Chapter 1197 Verbal Cannon_1
Chapter 1199: Chapter 1197 Verbal Cannon_1 Chapter 1199: Chapter 1197 Verbal Cannon_1 The moment he said that, Tong Sanlang almost sprained his back.
He had intended to leap down from the stage, but as these words reached his ears, his body, suspended midair, suddenly halted, nearly causing him to fall.
Barely steadying himself, he looked up at Yang Wenxiao with surprise. What did he mean by letting your wife have a try?
“Your Highness, Xiaomai is but a farmer’s wife, weak and without the strength to truss a chicken. How could she go on stage?”
“Where is she without the strength to truss a chicken? Don’t you know that last time she sent Ren Zhong flying with a single push?” Yang Wenxiao waved his hand, signaling him to come forward, “She says she can unleash her potential in times of crisis, and this moment here is a crisis.”
Tong Sanlang “…”
Had Qiao Xiaomai actually talked to Yang Wenxiao about all this?
As they were speaking, Gao Lian was leading Qiao Xiaomai over.
Da’an Palace was never far from Daming Palace; the fight he had with Prince Fengbao had dragged on for too long, and in that short time, Qiao Xiaomai had already arrived.
Qiao Xiaomai had been playing Mahjong with palace maids in Da’an Palace when Gao Lian came over, and she had hurriedly followed.
On the way, Gao Lian had informed her of the situation, but since Gao Lian hadn’t heard Yang Wenxiao’s later words, she was still unaware that Yang Wenxiao had suggested she go on stage.
When she saw Tong Sanlang standing beneath the Opera Stage, and that cursed prince standing on it, she thought Tong Sanlang had lost. In a panic and without waiting for Yang Wenxiao to speak, she hurriedly said, “Your Highness, this is Daqi’s territory. In Daqi, we should follow Daqi’s rules! The rules of other countries are not protected by the ‘Daqi Law’ here.”
Yang Wenxiao smiled and nodded, “Don’t worry, I haven’t agreed to him. If it really came down to Martial Arts, Sanlang is no weaker than him. Just now I ordered them not to draw blood, so Sanlang was holding back out of concern.”
“Sanlang was constrained; this competition was unfair, so it doesn’t count.”
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The next moment, Yang Wenxiao added, “But after all, face has been lost. Do you want to go up and help him regain face?”
“Ah?!”
Qiao Xiaomai was stunned, her eyes wide as she looked at Yang Wenxiao, pointing incredulously to herself, “Me?”
“Your Highness, Xiaomai is a mere woman, no match for Prince Fengbao,” Tong Sanlang came over, standing in front of Yang Wenxiao, and said in a low voice, “She must not go on stage.”
“Why can’t she go on stage? In my opinion, Miss Qiao is a heroine among women. If she could shatter my sister’s kneecap with a kick, her Kung Fu must be very formidable,” Prince Qingye stood up, a teasing smile on his face.
Tong Sanlang looked back, his face expressionless, “She doesn’t practice Martial Arts.”
“Even if she doesn’t practice Martial Arts, it doesn’t matter, as long as she has the strength. Just now, Tong Gentleman, you couldn’t win against Prince Fengbao. A true warrior wouldn’t make excuses for himself,” Qingye continued with a grin.
“Even if the Grand Emperor of Daqi doesn’t recognize this rule, in front of so many people, they have already judged your wife to belong to Prince Fengbao at heart.”
No sooner had these words fallen than Ailiusa from the Divine Tree Tribe immediately raised her hand and stood up, “I disagree with what Prince Qingye has just said. Prince Fengbao is arrogant because of his status, feeling proud of such a victory; Prince Qingye’s horizon is no broader than that.”
“Status? In life, there is nobility and lowliness; to be born into a good life is also a skill. Born a commoner, do not resent the nobles for pressing with their status. If you’re not satisfied, go home and question your own mother,” Qingye’s smile remained on his face.