Chapter 412

"Liu, why are you so good to me?"

Liu Bei lifted her chin.

"Silly girl, I felt an affinity for you the moment I first saw you."

Sansa said with pleasant surprise,

"Same here. I even thought you liked Margaery."

"That was an illusion."

Sansa blushed.

"Really?"

The two found a quiet place to chat!

Liu Bei thought to himself,

"I've saved Sansa's fate and spared her from the abuse of the Bastard of Bolton; it's not too much to collect some interest, is it?"

At this moment, the Imp was also chatting with that Shae.

Over the next three days,

Liu Bei shuttled between Margaery and Sansa, convincing both that he could secure the support of the North and the Reach.

With the support of two of the Seven Kingdoms, being a little tired was worth it!

Liu Bei sighed with emotion; he had done so much for the Dragon Mother that if she knew, she would probably be moved to tears.

Time passed quickly.

Today was the big day after Joffrey's wedding.

The commoners of King's Landing had secretly given Joffrey the nickname "Cuckold King."

This made Joffrey furious; he planned to deal with Margaery after his wedding and then find someone to finish off Liu Bei, but he couldn't wait any longer now!

The wedding went ahead as scheduled.

Liu Bei was also invited, and he didn't know what kind of mindset Joffrey had when seeing him.

Liu Bei was clearly very popular; at the open-air banquet,

many noblewomen surrounded him.

"Count Cass, can you tell me how you killed the despicable old Frey? Come to my place tonight to tell me."

"Come to my place!"

Liu Bei broke into a sweat; he really was going to be busy tonight!

Prince Oberyn Martell of Dorne and his wife walked over.

"You are the Count Cass who cuckolded Joffrey?"

Liu Bei smiled bitterly.

"Prince, those are just rumors, not necessarily true. I am innocent."

Oberyn laughed loudly.

"Count Cass, I like your sincerity."

His wife, however, patted Liu Bei.

"I like his muscles even more."

Liu Bei? This couple really knows how to play!

However, he liked the Prince's few Sand Snake daughters even more—sexy and hot, and their lips were coated with deadly poison!

That scene of seduction in the prison was fascinating!

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Oberyn laughed.

"You ruined Tywin's plan; I like that very much."

Liu Bei nodded.

"Perhaps we can become friends."

Dorne was also one of the targets he wanted to win over.

The three chatted quite well, bursting into laughter from time to time.

Tywin, the Queen of Thorns, Cersei, Joffrey, and Margaery were already seated on the high platform.

The musicians were performing "The Rains of Castamere."

The Imp walked over with a wine glass, "Liu, how about it? This anthem is not bad, right?"

Liu Bei said indifferently, "I last heard it at the Red Wedding at the Twins, where thousands died."

Sansa stared at Liu Bei, the admiration in her eyes impossible to hide. Young girls are just like that; once they've tasted the fruit, they want to stick to Liu Bei and never part.

The Imp's eyelids twitched. Although he and Sansa were a fake couple, he should at least be given some face.

Joffrey watched, very displeased.

"Damn Cass!"

Sansa was supposed to marry him, and Margaery was destined to marry him, but these two seemed to be with Cass...

He really couldn't stand it anymore; he stood up and clapped his hands.

"Everyone, today is a big day for Margaery and me. How about a tournament to liven things up?"

Everyone looked over. What was this foolish Cuckold King planning to do now?

Joffrey pointed at Liu Bei.

"Count Cass, who rescued Jaime and killed the despicable old Frey and the traitor Bolton, is extraordinarily brave."

He pointed at the King of Ayodhya again.

"My knights are unconvinced and want to challenge you."

"Count Cass, do you dare to face them?"

Joffrey pointed at the dozen or so knights on the King of Ayodhya's side, which included two Kingsguard.

Liu Bei walked over and smiled.

"Your Majesty, you wouldn't be asking me to single-handedly fight those dozen people, would you?"

He deliberately raised his voice on the words "single-handedly."

Everyone burst into laughter. Joffrey was too useless; unable to find someone for a duel, he wanted to have a mob beat up Count Cass.

Joffrey snorted.

"You are a martial arts champion; fighting a dozen shouldn't be a problem, right? Or are you afraid?"

Liu Bei? A provocation?

Littlefinger also smiled.

"Count Cass is extraordinarily brave and is the object of worship for thousands of young ladies in King's Landing. Everyone wants to see your performance."

Liu Bei nodded and looked at Joffrey.

"Your Majesty, I can help liven things up, but there must be a prize."

Joffrey was secretly pleased; as long as he took the bait, it would be fine.

"What do you want?"

Liu Bei looked at Margaery beside Joffrey, the meaning self-evident!

The crowd was in an uproar. A king who steals brides? This Count Cass really has guts!

Oberyn laughed loudly.

"I like this Count Cass very much!"

Joffrey trembled with rage.

Liu Bei smiled.

"Naturally, it would be Your Majesty's most beloved possession—the Valyrian steel sword, Widow's Wail!"

Joffrey unbuckled his sword and slammed it onto the table.

"Fine, as long as you defeat them, I will give you the sword!"

"But swords have no eyes. If you get killed, don't hold any grudges."

Liu Bei shrugged.

"If I really get killed, then it's just my swordsmanship that's not up to par, and I deserve it."

Everyone gasped; this was a duel to the death!

Margaery frantically signaled Liu Bei not to be a fool.

Sansa even shouted directly,

"Count Cass, it's hard for you to deal with a dozen people alone. Don't do it!"

The crowd was in another uproar.

Another cuckold for the Lannister family?!

The Imp felt bitter inside; he had been cuckolded passively. Although he didn't like Sansa, they should at least show some restraint.

The live stream barrage also exploded.

"My brother Bei is simply a perpetual motion machine for cuckolding!"

"Fighting a dozen people, all of whom are experts—is brother Bei being a bit reckless?"

"I suspect brother Bei wants to finish off these Indians and make a name for himself!"

The soldiers quickly cleared an arena, and Liu Bei stood there holding his sword.

The King of Ayodhya and two Indians, plus a dozen elite knights, drew their swords and surrounded Liu Bei in a fan shape.

This time, the King of Ayodhya wanted to kill Liu Bei and end the Xia Kingdom's Heavenly Dao game right here!

"Kill!"

A total of fifteen people, in groups of five, attacked Liu Bei from three directions!

"Good coordination. It seems I've stepped into a trap?"

Liu Bei was faster than them; he kicked off with his right foot and rushed toward the five on the left!

"Clang, clang!"

Liu Bei slashed fiercely, parrying the longswords of the three, and the Lamentation in his hand suddenly accelerated.

A flash of silver,

and two men fell, clutching their throats!

The remaining three hurriedly slashed at Liu Bei together!

Liu Bei swung from bottom to top; the three longswords took a heavy blow and snapped directly!

Before the three could dodge, the silver light flashed again; their throats were all slashed, and they died on the spot!

The onlookers were all shocked, and then burst into cheers!

"Good!"

"Count Cass also has a Valyrian steel sword in his hand!"

"It's Lamentation!"

"The Queen of Thorns is really good to him!"

Liu Bei, in the middle of the field, leaped forward, dodging the five longswords attacking from behind!

The King of Ayodhya didn't expect that five of his men would be killed in an instant!

He shouted,

"All together now!"

But Liu Bei was faster than him, rushing back, the Lamentation in his hand danced into a brilliant sword flower.

He himself moved freely through the sword shadows, walking on the edge of life and death, yet bringing death to his opponents!

"Ah, ah!"

In one counter-charge, four more were struck and fell to the ground!

Liu Bei turned and rushed back again, killing five more, including the two Indians who wanted to sneak attack him!

Only the King of Ayodhya was left!

He screamed and rushed at Liu Bei!

Liu Bei dodged his attack with a beautiful sidestep and swung his longsword fiercely!

"Whoosh!"

The King of Ayodhya's head flew off directly and landed steadily on Joffrey's table!

The Indian's big eyes were wide open! It scared Joffrey into screaming!

Everyone around gasped.

Strong!

Too strong!

Liu Bei walked over and held Widow's Wail high.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the sword!"

The watching nobles and guards shouted one after another,

"Mighty!"

"Mighty!"

Margaery looked excitedly at Liu Bei, who was exuding an intimidating aura; her heart was stirred—this was the man who should be her husband!

The Queen of Thorns murmured,

"If I were a few decades younger, I would never let him go!"

Duke Mace, who was bald on the side, rolled his eyes and pretended not to hear!

Tywin was somewhat shocked, but he didn't think much of it—the courage of one man was just that!

The Imp walked to Jaime's side.

"How does he compare to you in the past?"

Jaime shook his head.

"I am no match for him at all."

The Imp? Then just endure it!

Oberyn's wife smiled.

"Prince, how about we marry all our daughters to him?"

Oberyn?

"Why do I feel like you want to marry him yourself?"

Liu Bei was covered in blood, so he went down to change his clothes.

The dozen corpses were carried away, the ground was washed, and the wedding continued!

When Liu Bei returned, he found that Joffrey, having failed to bully him, had started bullying his poor uncle Tyrion again.

Joffrey first found a few dwarves to perform the War of the Five Kings there; it was very eye-stinging, and he even deliberately humiliated the Stark family, Renly, and so on.

The Knight of Flowers also looked very bad; this Joffrey was truly a bastard!

Liu Bei walked over and glanced at the dwarf who was humiliating the Starks!

A cold murderous aura enveloped him, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore—Liu Bei had just killed a dozen people!

Sansa cast a grateful look at Liu Bei.

Joffrey didn't quite dare to look at Liu Bei's murderous eyes; the King of Ayodhya's head was still fresh in his memory.

"I'll deal with you in a while!"

Liu Bei didn't want to get close to Joffrey either; this guy was about to be poisoned, and he didn't want to be treated as a suspect or get contaminated with bad luck!

Joffrey started humiliating the Imp, making him pour wine for him!

After that, he killed a few pigeons.

He had just eaten a few pieces of pigeon pie when he felt something was wrong and started coughing continuously.

At first, everyone thought he was choking.

Joffrey even ordered the Imp to hurry up and pour him wine.

"Can't you have some common sense!"

Soon,

Joffrey's condition became more and more serious, as if something was blocking his trachea.

Everyone else looked shocked.

The Queen of Thorns shouted,

"Idiots, hurry and save the poor King!"