Chapter 1986: The envoys of the three kingdoms arrive together, an overt humiliation!

Changancheng, Zhu Que Street.

A quarter of an hour ago.

A quiet, secluded courtyard.

The Yan envoy Murong Fu stood with his hands behind his back, clad in a green robe, his gaze piercing through the rooftops to land in the direction of the Da Qian Imperial Palace.

A faint smile of someone in total control hung at the corners of his mouth, yet deep within his eyes, a nearly insane calculation churned.

"The news of the Xiongnu border invasion has arrived; how can this mere appetizer strike at her heart? It is time for us to add a fire fierce enough to burn away Wu Zhao's dignity!"

"Pass the order to the Chu and Qi envoys: follow the plan, and do not make any mistakes!"

"Yes!"

In the shadows, his subordinate acknowledged the order and retreated silently.

Murong Fu adjusted his attire and pushed the door open to leave.

This step was destined to change the winds and clouds!

West of Changancheng.

Inn Number Nine.

The second floor.

Xiao Qing wore a black veil, covering a face of peerless beauty. She watched the people coming and going on Zhu Que Street from the second floor; she was clearly smiling, yet it made one's hair stand on end and shiver.

"Changancheng, what a familiar place!"

"It is just a pity that Qi Lang... and Xuan'er are already gone!"

As she muttered to herself, Gao Yang's wretched face became clearer and clearer in her mind, and a wave of insane hatred erupted like a volcano.

At this moment.

A short, thin middle-aged man stepped forward from behind and reported to Xiao Qing, "Special Envoy, the Great Yan spies have sent word."

"The Yan envoy is about to begin!"

Xiao Qing nodded, a fierce look flashing in her eyes.

She gazed toward Zhu Que Street and ordered, "Tian Ying, it is inconvenient for me to show my face, so you go in my stead. Remember, this fire must burn brightly! It must burn her, Wu Zhao... until she is left with no shred of dignity!"

"I will strictly follow the Special Envoy's orders!"

Behind Xiao Qing, a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe bowed respectfully.

East of Changancheng.

The Chu Kingdom Special Envoy Xiang Qu stretched his burly frame, his joints popping like firecrackers. He said to the person before him, "Go back and report to the Yan envoy: tell him this envoy knows. I will certainly sing along with him in this play of striking at the heart!"

Zhu Que Street.

Before the Zhengyang Gate.

When the report returned, Murong Fu did not hesitate any longer.

He changed into a luxurious purple-gold official robe, mounted a magnificent Western Regions steed, and his subordinates behind him held high a vermilion-lacquered, gold-traced wooden sign the size of a door—

"Great Yan Emperor's Special Envoy Murong Fu, for the sake of the ten-thousand-year harmony between our two nations and the eternal peace of the borderlands, humbly requests an audience with His Majesty, the Emperor of Da Qian!"

Under the autumn sun, the golden characters burned, instantly capturing the gaze of every passerby!

At the same time.

Subordinates behind him held gongs and drums, striking them heavily.

"Clang!"

"Clang, clang!!"

"Clang, clang, clang!!!"

The deafening sound of gongs exploded across Zhu Que Street, and dozens of elite Yan followers lined up behind, shouting in unison, their voices rolling like waves.

"Yan Emperor's Special Envoy Murong Fu, for the eternal peace of Yan and Qian, requests an audience with His Majesty, the Emperor of Da Qian!!!"

Boom!

For a moment.

The crowd surged like a tide, heads bobbing, and the sound of discussion exploded instantly!

"Yan Kingdom envoys? Requesting an audience with His Majesty at a time like this?"

"Ten-thousand-year harmony? Border peace? What are they trying to do?"

"Holding such a large sign, beating gongs and drums—this posture doesn't look like a normal audience!"

"If an envoy mission comes for an audience, according to the rules, they should first submit credentials to our Da Qian, and only after approval would they come to pay respects. This Yan envoy mission is not right!"

"A weasel wishing a chicken a Happy New Year—they definitely have no good intentions!"

The people of Da Qian were suspicious and uneasy, discussing it among themselves.

Furthermore, ever since the Xiongnu began their massive provocations and Da Qian and the Xiongnu started a war, the people of Da Qian knew quite a bit about the reasons behind it.

Behind the Xiongnu's raids on Da Qian, the essence was the handiwork of Yan, Chu, and Qi.

Now, how much time has passed, and they come under the guise of peace?

This peace came too abruptly and was too suspicious!

But before the crowd could digest this wave of shock.

Behind the crowd, another voice, loud as a bell, rang out.

"Great Chu Emperor's Special Envoy Xiang Qu, for the sake of the brotherly friendship between Chu and Qian and our shared welfare, requests an audience with His Majesty, the Emperor of Da Qian!!!"

The crowd looked to the side and saw the Chu envoy mission parting the crowd, slowly approaching.

The lead envoy, Xiang Qu, had a burly build and a resolute face, his presence as heavy and still as a mountain.

Following his voice, the Chu envoy's followers also shouted in unison.

"Chu Emperor's Special Envoy Xiang Qu, for the sake of the generations of friendship between Chu and Qian, requests an audience with His Majesty, the Emperor of Da Qian!!!"

Boom!

The crowd was in an uproar again!

What the hell, the Chu Kingdom actually came too?!

Within a single day, in less time than it takes to drink a cup of tea, Yan and Chu sent envoys simultaneously, shouting for peace? This is definitely not a coincidence!

Moreover, as far as the people of Da Qian and Changancheng are concerned, who doesn't know that the one who previously wanted to slaughter the city and brought troops to attack was Great Chu!

Chu Kingdom suffered a huge loss, its national strength was greatly damaged, and they likely hate Da Qian to the bone; how could they take the initiative to come and shout for peace?

Some sensitive citizens felt their scalps tingle; it felt very ominous.

This whole affair was permeated with something unusual.