Zheng Chen stared intently at Song Yuan's face and suddenly laughed, "Song Yuan, so it was you. Jiang Shaohua, where is she? Why didn't she come?"
Song Yuan sneered coldly, raising his hand to slap Zheng Chen's right cheek, swelling it too, "How dare a rebel like you call the Emperor by name!"
Song Yuan had immense strength, and he held nothing back with that slap.
Zheng Chen's face was split open, and blood spilled from his mouth.
Peng Sihai, who was restrained, watched helplessly as his master was humiliated, his eyes turning red as he cried out desperately, "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! How can you treat our master in such a way!"
Song Yuan sneered again, "An outcast from home, a rebel against the court, how dare he call himself a gentleman!"
"Because of your ambition, Yu State fell into chaos. Thousands of civilians and soldiers died in the battles to seize the city these days."
"Bah! You're not even fit to be called human!"
