Chapter 1593

Cui Xinghe did not speak upon hearing this.

Instead, Cui Jian showed a smile, "Xinghe, why be dejected and sad? You should be happy about this; the old man has a close friend as a general, and the Living King of Hell's chance of winning this battle is less than thirty percent!"

"The Xiongnu Great Chanyu is no pushover; he will definitely be strictly prepared, and with the support of Yan, Chu, and Qi behind him, the Living King of Hell will surely lose this battle!"

Cui Jian picked up a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and said in a very good mood.

Upon hearing this, Cui Xinghe shook his head and said very seriously, "Father, I have a different view!"

"I feel… even though this battle is full of dangers, the Living King of Hell will win!"

"Oh?"

"Why?"

"Do you know that there are gambling houses in Changan privately opening bets on the Living King of Hell's chance of winning his revenge? It's less than ten percent!"

Upon hearing this, Cui Xinghe hurriedly said, "Father, find the biggest gambling house, secretly send people to bet three thousand taels, and buy Lord Gao to win!"

Upon hearing this, Cui Jian's eyes widened.

"Xinghe, have you gone mad? We are buying the Living King of Hell to win? Do you have inside information that this Living King of Hell has come up with some big killer weapon again?"

"Why?"

Cui Xinghe stood straight, his gaze deep as he said, "There is no inside information, and there is no big killer weapon. I am betting on the Living King of Hell to win… just because he is the Living King of Hell!"

"This name alone is worth a bet of three thousand taels!"

"…"

Wang Manor.

Wang Zhong was eating peanuts and drinking alone.

A woman walked forward with big strides, walking toward Wang Zhong in a rage.

"Master, have you gone mad? That Living King of Hell wants to die, let him go, why do you have to waste Xiao'er's life?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhong slowly put down his chopsticks.

He scolded directly, "A woman's view!"

"What do you know?"

The woman wiped her tears and said to Wang Zhong, "I don't know, but the Xiongnu have lived in the desert for nearly a hundred years, suppressing our Da Qian for a hundred years, and it has always been like this. That Gao Yang wants to defy heaven and change fate, how is that possible!"

Wang Zhong said calmly.

"But, what if?"

Once these words fell, the woman was suddenly stunned.

Wang Zhong's eyes flickered as he said, "This battle is dangerous; I know that better than anyone. But precisely because it is dangerous, there is a possibility of achieving heaven-shaking merit!"

"The Living King of Hell wants revenge; to win this battle, he must involve people, and this is Xiao'er's opportunity. If he wins, he will be ennobled!"

The woman's crying stopped.

"But what if he loses?"

Wang Zhong lost his patience, suddenly raised his eyes, and raised his voice to scold, "If he loses, he dies!"

"If you want to show off in front of people, is it possible without risking your life? Do you really think there will be pies falling from the sky for nothing?"

Once these words fell, Lady Wang didn't speak either.

"…"

On the other side.

Inside a room.

Pei Cheng learned the news, slowly clasped his hands, a rich look of resentment flashing in his eyes.

"Living King of Hell, you will eventually die at the hands of my Pei family!"

When he said these words, Pei Cheng was almost gnashing his teeth.

"Someone come!" He shouted outside.

Soon, a trusted aide stepped into the room.

Pei Cheng wrote furiously, wrote a letter, handed it to this trusted aide, and ordered.

"The Great Yan already has my Pei family's network of relationships; send this letter to the Yan Kingdom at the fastest speed, and be sure to deliver it personally to the Yan Emperor. Tell him that according to my Pei family's informants, that bitch Wu Zhao is transporting grain and supplies to Shanglin Commandery, and troops are also being mobilized toward Shanglin Commandery!"

"This news doesn't need a single penny; I… just want Gao Yang to die!"

"Yes!"

The trusted aide took the letter and went straight out of the manor.

Pei Cheng's expression was cold, somewhat impatient.

Because of Gao Yang, the Pei family's century-old foundation was destroyed in one fell swoop, suffering unprecedented blows, and their three major lifelines were nearly destroyed!

How could this not make him hate?

At the same time.

Chu Kingdom.

Imperial Palace.

Imperial Garden.

Surrounded by rockeries, the white stone path at his feet wound, and the edges were inlaid with smooth pebbles.

At the central lake, an octagonal pavilion came into view; the entire pavilion was built of white marble, and the railings were carved with exquisite auspicious beasts.

The Chu Emperor, in a yellow dragon robe, stood in the pavilion, holding fish food, watching the koi in the lake jumping out of the water, creating ripples.

"This Living King of Hell has terrifying means!"

"The Pei family's business is spread across seven kingdoms; even I have heard of it, but in just a few days, they were beaten by the Living King of Hell until they had no chance of turning over!"

"That bamboo paper, that movable type printing—if my Great Chu could have this formula, then I… could also curb the world's aristocratic families!"

"What a pity!"

The Chu Emperor thought of the news coming from Da Qian and took a deep breath.

His eyes flickered.

But this, after all, could only be thought about.

Just then.

News came from Da Qian Changan again; when they learned everything that had happened, the Chu Emperor and the Chu Prime Minister Cai Kun beside him were all shocked.

"This Yan Wushuang is ruthless enough, and the Xiongnu Great Chanyu is also ruthless enough!"

"But this Living King of Hell is also ruthless enough; killing the envoy and requesting battle in the court, this is clearly both a contest of skill and a decision of life and death!"

The Chu Emperor was in a great mood and laughed loudly, "This is excellent; I can sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight without moving a single soldier, watching them bite each other, fighting until the blood flows like a river—truly delightful!"

But just at this moment.

A soldier rushed in.

"Report!"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, a personal letter from the Da Qian Living King of Hell, please open it personally, Your Majesty!" ===== CHAPTER 1595 =====