Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

He smiled and said, "Brother, please don't be so polite. Actually, I don't really like the way of addressing each other as Your Highness. It's really too formal."

Hearing this, Jiang Ziyi first sighed deeply, but then suddenly laughed out loud.

To be honest, even he himself was fed up with these boring rules.

The chat was very pleasant, so Jiang Ziyi rarely dragged Jiang Yan all the way back to the general's mansion.

……

As soon as he stepped into the mansion, he heard a crisp and loud "whoosh" sound that resounded through the sky, followed by a long whip as winding as a spirit snake, wrapped in a sharp wind, and flew straight towards Jiang Yan.

In the blink of an eye, Jun Linyuan flashed and instantly stood in front of Jiang Yan like an indestructible mountain.

He just swung his right hand lightly, seemingly casually but with incredible precision, and firmly grasped the tail of the whip that was coming at him with great force. The whole movement was smooth and seamless, and he seemed extremely relaxed and at ease.

Looking at the man wielding the whip—General Jiang—though already over forty-five, he still stood tall and proud, his physique unmatched, as if the years had left no trace on him.

Even if an urgent conscription order suddenly came from the border at this moment, he would surely pick up the spear in his hand without hesitation, jump on his horse, rush to the battlefield at lightning speed, fight bravely and fight to his heart's content!

However, what was surprising was that the force of the whip just now was too gentle, which was very different from the image of a mighty general who had been on many battlefields and was decisive in killing.

It was hard to imagine that such a weak attack could come from the hands of this battle-hardened general.

Seeing this, Jun Linyuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

Jiang Yan, who was standing aside, was extremely anxious. He rushed out from behind Jun Linyuan in a panic, tightly holding Jun Linyuan's hand, his face full of concern, eager to check if he was injured.

"Jun Linyuan, is your hand okay? My father is used to chopping people on the bloody battlefield. His strength is terrifying!"

"The sound of that whip just now was so powerful that I felt it was shocking. How could you, like an idiot, just reach out and grab it...eh?"

Jiang Yan's words came to an abrupt halt, as if his throat was strangled by an invisible force.

He held Jun Linyuan's hand tightly, his eyes as sharp as torches, and carefully looked through it from top to bottom, left to right, not missing any details.

He could see every inch of skin and every texture, but no matter how he looked, he could not find any sign of cracking except for the slightly deepening red mark on the palm of his hand.

Seeing this, Jun Linyuan couldn't help but smile slightly. He stretched out his right hand and gently rubbed Jiang Yan's hair, and said softly: "Okay, I'm really fine, don't be so nervous."

Jiang Yan, however, jumped away like a frightened rabbit, muttering, "How many times have I told you not to touch my head? Why don't you listen?"

After saying that, he raised his head and cast his gaze towards General Jiang who was standing in the middle of the hall.

General Jiang stood tall and majestic, but Jiang Yan's face still revealed a deep sense of doubt, mixed with a hint of worry.

"Dad, are you getting old? Are you feeling unwell? That shouldn't be the case. I see that your physique is only slightly inferior to my brother's. You're very strong!"