Chapter 792: First Volume, Chapter 792: One Move, All Heaven Knows

First Volume, Chapter 792: One Move, All Heaven Knows

Facing Jing Ci's rebuke, Ning Hu froze, then turned to look at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng, however, smiled warmly at Jing Ci: "Your Highness, sparing Young Master Li isn't impossible—but first, I must ask clearly: by what authority are you giving me orders?"

"If you speak as Princess of Da Di, then I must respectfully refuse. I am Tianlu Marquis of Liang Kingdom—I answer only to the nobility of Great Liang. How could I obey a foreign noble's command?"

"But if you speak as the future noble of Great Liang, then I shall of course obey."

Qin Feng's words turned the tables; Jing Ci was left momentarily speechless.

Jing Ci had no desire whatsoever to marry outside her homeland, and how could the life or death of a mere Li Yuhang determine her future?

As Jing Ci fell silent, Qi Ya beside her erupted in righteous fury.

"Qin Feng, how dare you be so audacious—to threaten His Highness!"

Qin Feng's peripheral gaze flicked over, sharp as a hawk's, landing on Qi Ya.

Feeling the depth of Qin Feng's stare, Qi Ya's back chilled—she had served the Princess since childhood, a Personal Maid, and by that title alone, she could walk freely across all of Bei Di.

Yet here, on her own territory, facing Qin Feng's piercing gaze, she could not suppress the fear rising in her heart.

Still, to defend her mistress, Qi Ya forced herself to snap: "Qin Feng, you've lost your mind—daring to threaten His Highness with a mere commoner!"

Qin Feng's sharp gaze suddenly shifted, laced with mockery: "Girl, since you're the Princess's Personal Maid, I'll spare you this once—but remember your place. Disobeying your superior is a crime punishable by death."

"Not even you—but all of Bei Di, a defeated nation—must show me deference! I do not represent only myself, but the entirety of Great Liang!"

With that, Qin Feng ignored Qi Ya's ashen face and turned to Jing Ci, whose expression flickered between anger and uncertainty.

"Princess, answer me: by what authority are you issuing orders?"

Jing Ci drew a deep breath, refusing to yield before Qin Feng, and declared sharply: "I am Princess of Da Di!"

This answer left Qin Feng deeply disappointed.

Without hesitation, he waved his hand.

Ning Hu obeyed instantly, ignoring the furious stares around him, ignoring that this was Bei Di's land—he remembered only one thing: Qin Feng's command was absolute authority.

Before the stunned gaze of all present, Ning Hu pried open Li Yuhang's mouth, drew a Dagger from his waist, and slashed swiftly.

Blood sprayed; a tongue fell to the ground.

Li Yuhang clutched his gushing mouth, writhing on the ground, emitting muffled "Ooo—ooo—ooo" sounds.

Jing Ci could not believe her eyes—Qin Feng had truly, right before her, cut out the tongue of Li Yuhang—or rather, the most renowned literary figure of Yucheng.

Just moments ago, Qin Feng had been revered by the literati, leaving behind inkwork destined to be famed throughout Heaven.

Now, he had transformed into a bloodthirsty general, killing without blinking.

Such a drastic shift even stunned Jing Ci, who had seen much in her life.

After a moment of stunned silence, Jing Ci's rage boiled over. She glared at Qin Feng, teeth clenched: "Qin Feng, today's act—I swear enmity with you!"

Qin Feng, who had always treated Jing Ci with deference, now reversed his attitude completely.

Since Jing Ci refused to marry into Great Liang, there was no need for courtesy anymore.

Facing Jing Ci's threat, Qin Feng sneered: "Enmity? Hah—Princess, you've forgotten so easily. Haven't your entire court already been at enmity with me?"

"Since Your Highness refuses to marry into Great Liang, I shall no longer force the matter."

"But remember this: I, Qin Feng, show mercy only to allies. To enemies, I show not the slightest mercy."

"If you think your mere title as Princess grants you the right to command me, then I advise you to abandon that delusion."

"Each time you disrespect me henceforth, I shall raise your nation's war reparations by one million taels of silver. Let's see how many million taels your nation can bear!"

Jing Ci turned pale—she finally remembered: Qin Feng was not merely Liang's diplomatic envoy, but the chief architect of the state peace talks.

On matters of war reparations and more, Qin Feng held unquestionable authority.

If Qin Feng raised the reparations, he could do so—and even the Liang Emperor would back him.

From the very beginning, Jing Ci had never held any real leverage against Qin Feng.

She clenched her fists, filled with humiliation.

Since birth, no one had ever treated her so contemptuously—and each time she opened her mouth to retort, the words died in her throat.

For Jing Ci knew clearly: she could not afford to provoke Qin Feng.

The onlookers, once indignant, now fell utterly silent—angering Qin Feng meant higher war reparations, further straining Bei Di's already bankrupt treasury.

Better to swallow their rage than pay the real cost.

And then, Qin Feng suddenly shifted tone, his voice turning profoundly respectful: "Of all Bei Di, I, Qin Feng, recognize only one Princess—not Your Highness—but the late Emperor's lost jewel: Jing Yushu!"

Perhaps the name "Jing Qianying" meant nothing to those present—but "Jing Yushu" struck Jing Ci like thunder.

For the late Emperor had only one daughter, and that daughter had vanished years ago.

Now, Qin Feng's sudden mention of "Jing Yushu" sent a seismic shock through Jing Ci.

Jing Ci stared blankly at Qin Feng, stunned: "Could it be true… you know the Chang Princess?"

Chang Princess?!

Hmph!

Qin Feng despised the title, and declared loudly: "Jing Yushu is not Chang Princess—she is the rightful, recognized Princess of Bei Di!"

"I will tell you this: your Princess is in Sangzhou. Soon, she will return to the Bei Di imperial household."

This explosive revelation sent shockwaves through the crowd.

Everyone present—including Jing Ci—gasped in stunned disbelief.

By the time the crowd recovered from their shock, Qin Feng had already turned and walked away without looking back.

Watching Qin Feng's retreating back, Jing Ci frowned deeply, her eyes filled with complex emotion—she finally understood the true cost of letting Qin Feng enter Yucheng.

Yucheng was not merely the First Elegant City of Bei Di—it was the most well-informed City in the land. This explosive news would spread across all of Bei Di in no time.

Qin Feng had cleverly turned the situation to his advantage—using the Fen Xiang Wen Tan to draw all attention, then releasing this weighty revelation.

From the very beginning, everyone was tricked by Qin Feng!

Ning Hu, who followed Qin Feng, grinned widely: "Brother Qin, your plan is brilliant."

"With the aid of Fen Xiang Wen Tan, Fourth Miss's reputation will become known throughout Heaven!"