After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"Tsk tsk tsk, interesting, really interesting."

Chen Futu never expected that Emperor Wu would attach such importance to this marriage alliance, not only sending two Xiantian masters but also a Grandmaster.

But it doesn't matter. The Northern Frontier is full of fierce generals. Guan Yu and Ma Chao can go toe-to-toe with Grandmasters. Not to mention there is this monster An Jingsi. If the other party doesn't make any moves, so be it. But if she dares to make any moves, let An Jingsi smash her head in.

While they were pondering, the group arrived in front of Yu Qian.

Yu Qian clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "You have all come from afar and must be tired. I am Yu Qian, and on behalf of the Crown Prince, I welcome you to the Northern Frontier."

Fan Quan, who was at the forefront, did not dismount, but simply smiled and returned the greeting, "We are very grateful for your welcome, sir. But we wonder what the young master is doing?"

Yu Qian replied, "The Crown Prince is busy with many affairs and is temporarily unable to attend to you. Once you are all settled, you will naturally be able to see the Crown Prince."

"Hmph, a mere prince of the Northern Frontier dares to be so arrogant as to not come to greet you in person?"

The sound of young people's dismissive complaints came from inside the carriage.

Upon hearing this, Yu Qian's expression changed drastically, and Guan Yu even opened his eyes a crack and tightened his grip on his sword.

Fan Quan sneered: "Lord Yu, this is Ye Mo, the son of my Grand Tutor, who has been specially sent on a mission."

"Young Master Yemo, may I alight from the carriage for a meeting?"

Yu Qian was very polite and did not show any anger because of what the other party had just said.

However, Yemo still did not come out, but replied casually, "It is basic etiquette to let your crown prince meet the envoys of the court. Don't you understand?"

Yu Qian could no longer hold back, and his smiling face completely crumbled.

The officials from the northern border behind them all glared angrily.

Fan Quan spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, sir, but Young Master Yemo is the chief official on this mission, and we all have to obey his orders. Why don't we trouble the young master to come in person? It would be a happy occasion for both sides to meet."

That wasn't an apology; it was clearly an act of bossiness.

In the crowd, Chen Futu raised an eyebrow and looked at the embarrassed Liu Longyue beside him, saying disdainfully, "This is your delegation? You've come here to try and make trouble for me?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. The reason I came here was because I was worried that Yemo would cause some trouble. As it turns out, my concerns have been proven correct."

Liu Longyue had no choice; Ye Mo was the son of the Grand Tutor, pampered and arrogant by nature.

Moreover, the Northern Wu is full of martial virtue and has always looked down on the Central Plains dynasties. It is not surprising that they consider themselves superior countries when they are sent on missions. After all, the Northern Frontier is at most a vassal state and cannot be compared with the Northern Wu at all.

Upon hearing this, An Jingsi sneered three times and immediately went over.

Chen Futu grabbed him, "Wait, Yun Chang is there, nothing will happen."

Indeed, Guan Yu had already pulled Yu Qian aside. He stood at the front of the group with his hand on his sword, his phoenix eyes half-closed as he looked at the carriage and Fan Quan, and said, "Where did this brat come from? He's so unruly."

Fan Quan was startled when he saw Guan Yu. Just as he was about to speak, Ye Mo, who was inside the carriage, said lazily, "And who are you? Didn't you hear what I said? Quickly call your young master to see me."

"You madman! All the heroes under heaven tremble at the mere mention of my name! How dare you run wild in Dragon City?"

These words were spoken with great authority.

The people cheered with joy upon seeing this, exclaiming, "It's General Guan!"

"It really is General Guan!"

"Excellent! With General Guan here, let's see if they dare to act recklessly again!"

Among Chen Futu's group of fierce generals, Qin Liangyu was the most renowned, followed by Guan Yu and Ma Chao. These men were all unparalleled warriors, especially after the last battle at Longcheng, where Guan Yu and Ma Chao routed Zhang Shouren, who fled in disarray. They were already known as invincible.

With the great general here today, there's bound to be some excitement to watch.

Upon hearing Guan Yu's name, Fan Quan's expression turned solemn, and he hurriedly whispered to Ye Mo inside the carriage, "Young master, it is Guan Yunchang."

"Oh, I've heard that this man is incredibly brave and has won numerous battles. Now that I've met him, Commander Fan, why don't you have a friendly spar with him?"

"Ah this..."

Fan Quan almost cursed Ye Mo's ancestors for eighteen generations.

This spoiled brat is showing off, but he's asking Guan Yu to fight him head-on!

It's important to know that even among innate experts, there are strict distinctions in strength. Someone like Guan Yu, let alone an innate expert, could even fight a grandmaster. If he went up against him, he would probably be instantly killed.

"Commander Fan, don't forget what His Majesty instructed us when we came here: we must not tarnish the reputation of our Northern Martial Army on this trip."

"But……"

Fan Quanzhen dared not fight Guan Yu.

But Guan Yu was prepared. From the moment Yu Qian summoned him, he knew that Bei Wu was up to no good. So he shouted, "Zhou Cang, bring the horse!"

The crowd parted, and Zhou Cang arrived, leading Red Hare, whose fur was as red as blood, followed by several swordsmen carrying Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

Guan Yu immediately mounted his horse, gripped his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and stared intently at Fan Quan with his phoenix eyes, "You rat, do you dare to fight me?"

The street fell into a deathly silence.

What does it mean to be invincible? What does it mean to be a hero?

When Guan Yu mounted Red Hare and took up the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, his aura was particularly intimidating. The blade of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade gleamed and its sharpness was chilling.

Yu Qian was greatly alarmed and hurriedly stepped forward, saying, "General Guan, please do not harm anyone."

Guan Yu replied arrogantly, "He's just a petty thief. I can capture him alive and leave him to be dealt with by you, sir."

Yu Qian had nothing to say.

The generals under the prince are good in every way, except that they all have terrible tempers and will start fighting at the slightest disagreement.

Fortunately, that simpleton Dian Wei wasn't there, otherwise, just from that one sentence he just said about letting Chen Futu come to see him, Dian Wei would have already brandished his double halberds and charged over.

Seeing that Fan Quan still hadn't taken the stage, Mo said unhappily, "Commander Fan, are you going to disobey orders?"

"The last general takes orders."

Fan Quan had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.

Guan Yu slightly swung his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and Red Hare strode closer. Fan Quan felt his scalp tingle, as if an invisible blade of energy had grazed his neck, making him terrified.

Chen Futu watched this scene with a smile.

An Jingsi commented: "General Guan killed this scoundrel as easily as slaughtering pigs and dogs. If he were captured alive, three rounds would be enough."

Liu Longyue was drenched in sweat and hurriedly tugged at Chen Futu's sleeve, saying urgently, "Young Master, you can't kill him! Killing him will cause a huge disaster."

She knew how strong Guan Yu was. Not to mention Fan Quan alone, even if Xue Yunzi and others joined forces, they wouldn't be able to defeat Guan Yu.

Chen Futu sneered: "What's the rush? Lord Yu won't let Guan Yu kill anyone. I want to see what kind of show that young master Yemo has up his sleeve."

As they spoke, the warhorses neighed loudly, and the people retreated in panic.

Guan Yu, like a streak of green light, rode Red Hare and arrived before Fan Quan in an instant. Immediately afterward, Red Hare raised its front hooves high, and Guan Yu, with one hand holding his sword, struck down on Fan Quan's head!

A loud clanging sound!

This strike pinned Fan Quan and his horse to the ground.

Fan Quan pressed his sword against his shoulders with both hands, the sharp edge of the Azure Dragon Blade less than an inch from his neck. If Guan Yu had just sharpened the blade a little, he could have chopped off his head. Fortunately, Guan Yu did not do so; his half-open phoenix eyes were full of contempt and indifference.

Fan Quan was terrified, and his warhorse had already knelt down and could no longer stand.

"Like a clay chicken or a tile dog, utterly vulnerable."

After Guan Yu finished speaking, he drew his sword with a swift motion.

The whole street was filled with screams from the people.