Princess Consort Is No Pushover

Zhong Ling let out a poisonous laugh, "What do you think?"

A Tuyin smiled and cupped his hands, "Okay, I got it! General, please wait for the good news and see what happens to him!"

After Ah Tu finished speaking, he entangled with a dozen small soldiers, and when Feng Qin was not in the barracks, he went straight to Chu Xuanchen's tent.

At this time, Chu Xuanchen was sitting on a chair and drinking tea expensively, while Yang Fei was standing beside him with a bitter face, making tea for him.

When Atu saw this, he snorted coldly, "Yo, Feng Jin, your life is not bad. A slave, there is someone who waits on you and makes tea for you?"

The others followed suit, "Who told him to be Princess Qin's guest of honor? He has a good fate, and if Princess Qin likes him, he can use the power of the princess to become a master!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! Is this the male version of a pheasant turning into a phoenix?"

"He's not as good as a pheasant. The pheasant has fought on his own anyway. What is he? He's just a little boy who has been raised. He's a big man who relies on a woman to get in the position. He follows the princess every day to show off his might. He has no ability at all. What a disgrace to us men!"

With that said, everyone burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Chu Xuanchen took a sip of tea slowly, looking at the group of people with deep eyes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone laughed even louder, and Ah Tu said: "Hahaha, boy, we laughed at you, don't you know? Ask!"

"Brother Atu, he may have a brain problem. This kid is too arrogant, he dared to snatch our princess. The princess is not here today, so we have to teach him a good lesson!"

A Tu said: "The lesson is so straightforward, you should say, boy, we want to compete with you, do you dare to fight?"

Chu Xuanchen put down the teacup, and blurted out: "I have never fought with such a low-level soldier, sorry, you are not worth my shot!"

"Feng Jin, you are so arrogant! Who gave you the courage to look down on us?" A Tu said angrily.

Chu Xuanchen's eyes were full of disdain, "Yes, I just look down on you. Just because you guys are not my opponents at all, I disdain to fight you, you are not worthy!"

After Chu Xuanchen said it, he was slightly taken aback. He obviously doesn't know martial arts, so why would he say such a thing?

He just subconsciously said it naturally.

When he said these words, he blurted out without thinking about it, as if he had often said it before.

However, he didn't have time to worry about this right now. He stood up, glanced at everyone with disdain, and walked towards the tent.

"You, you brat, how dare you look down on us! Everyone, let's go together and show him some color!" A Tu said angrily.

"Yes, Brother Attu."

Atu's order, everyone attacked Chu Xuanchen.

This time, Chu Xuanchen subconsciously wanted to hide again, but when Atu's fist struck, he suddenly reflexively fought back.

He stretched out his fist violently, and hit Attu backward, only then did he realize that his fist seemed to be full of strength.

So, he stretched out his fist again and punched the people in front of him a few more times. His fist was so sharp that the people in front of him retreated quickly.

A Tu was taken aback, "Everyone be careful, how did this kid's fist become so powerful? Doesn't he know martial arts?"

"I don't know, he punched my face and it swelled up!"

"No way, how can we let him fight? Let's all fight together and beat him to death!" Atu said, and punched Chu Xuanchen with his fists.