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

"Old sir, you keep talking about killing surrendered soldiers, which is an unforgivable crime. You are supposed to be a great Confucian scholar, so why don't you see the barbaric ten kingdoms?"

Liu Longyue's words were resounding and caused an uproar among the crowd.

The "Ten Barbarian Kingdoms" refers to the catastrophe that occurred three hundred years ago. In that year, the Western Regions took advantage of the turmoil of the Central Plains dynasty to launch a large-scale invasion, resulting in bloodshed and massacres of the people, leaving nine out of ten houses empty.

That was a period of blood and tears that no one wanted to mention, and it was known to later generations as the Rebellion of the Ten Kingdoms.

However, after Liu Longyue said these words, Zhuge Liang and Zhang Liang frowned at each other. Wasn't this just handing a knife to someone for nothing?

As expected, Zhou Qingzhi remained silent for a moment after hearing this before speaking: "The princess is right. We cannot forget the blood feud, but it is wrong to use the lives of our descendants to atone for the mistakes of our predecessors. Furthermore, the prince's killings have nothing to do with the chaos of the Ten Kingdoms. They were all caused by the prince's indulgence in wine and women. Prince, am I right?"

Zhou Qingzhi was determined to make Chen Futu suffer today, and even used Liu Longyue's words as leverage to directly interrogate Chen Futu.

In the vast banquet hall, civil and military officials and guests all stared at Chen Futu with complex emotions; some were worried, while others had a cold smile on their lips.

This time, Zhuge Liang remained silent and waited quietly for Chen Futu's reply.

Liu Longyue realized she had said the wrong thing and lowered her head in shame. She didn't know what had gotten into her; seeing Zhou Qingzhi being so aggressive, she subconsciously spoke up for Chen Futu, but it backfired.

Chen Futu didn't take it seriously, swirling his wine cup. Instead of getting angry, he smiled at Zhou Qingzhi and said, "What's the big deal about killing surrendered people? Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand makes you a king. I'd rather betray the world than let the world betray me."

Chen Futu finished speaking.

That short sentence plunged the entire banquet hall into an eerie silence.

Zhou Qingzhi froze, his aged face filled with astonishment and blankness. He had already planned that if Chen Futu did not admit to killing the surrendered soldiers, he would continue to make trouble. But Chen Futu did admit it, and not only that, he was so arrogant and domineering.

What does it mean to say, "I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me"?

What does it mean to say that killing one person is a crime, but killing ten thousand makes one a king?

Is this what a king is like?!

Silence, a long silence.

Not only did the scholars and the delegation members collectively freeze up, but even the civil and military officials of Longcheng, except for Zhuge Liang, were stunned.

The women covered their mouths in horror, hardly believing their ears.

A second later, the banquet hall erupted in complete chaos.

"Your Highness, you are simply, simply..."

"How could there be such a person!"

"My God, what did I just hear?"

The intellectuals were furious. It was as if they had prepared evidence and mobilized a large group to confront the person who had confessed. However, the other party not only confessed but also slapped each of them across the face, asking, "Why are you meddling in my business?"

That's the impression Chen Futu gives people now.

Chen Futu surveyed the entire scene and sneered, "What is killing? As long as the borders are peaceful and the Central Plains are safe, I only regret that I haven't killed enough, or killed fast enough! If anyone becomes my enemy, I will destroy their country, wipe out their race, exterminate their descendants, and leave no one alive!"

Chen Futu's words were so forceful and domineering that they were deafening.

Upon hearing this, the group of scholars fell silent, even Zhou Qingzhi lowered his head and stroked his beard without uttering a sound.

With Chen Futu's words, the matter of killing surrendered princes today became meaningless, and it was even a complete hoax, a hoax orchestrated by Zhuge Liang.

They deliberately let him make things difficult and question them, just so that Chen Futu would say these words at the last moment to suppress the whole scene.

This is not a threat, but a declaration of the Crown Prince's ascension to the throne of the Northern Frontier. He vows to carve out a bright and clear world, to kill so that no one in the world dares to call themselves king or emperor. This is the path the Crown Prince will take.

Domineering, a domineering force unique to the northern frontier.

Moreover, the Crown Prince's target is not the people of the Central Plains, but only the barbarians on the border.

Below the stage, Zhuge Liang waved his feather fan and smiled as he looked at Chen Futu. These were the words he had taught him beforehand, which Cao Mengde had said years ago: "Now is the perfect time for the heir apparent."

Killing surrendered soldiers is not important. What is important is to use this attack by scholars to make the Northern Frontier King a fait accompli. Only a king who is high above can say such words. These words will be used to quell the chaos here. The scholars will soon spread the original words throughout the world. At that time, the title of "I am the only one who is alone" will be confirmed among the people.

No one spoke again at the rest of the banquet.

The members of the delegation, including Ye Mo, were practically dripping with tears, because the targets of Chen Futu's "plundering the court and sweeping away the dens" included Bei Wu.

Chen Futu picked up his wine cup, rose and walked down from the hall, and said lazily, "Everyone says I kill without hesitation and am a war maniac, but they don't know that I work tirelessly on the battlefield, braving ice and snow. Hmph, if the world were without me, who knows how many would claim to be emperors and how many would claim to be kings in the chaos that ensues."

Chen Futu walked through the hall, holding a wine cup and chatting with ease, his demeanor arrogant and disdainful, no different from that of an emperor.

The group of scholars dared not speak again. At this moment, Chen Futu exuded an aura of majesty, and they had a premonition that if they disturbed him, Chen Futu would really kill them.

Zhang Liang and Liu Bowen secretly gave Zhuge Liang a thumbs up.

Brother Liang is awesome!

By leveraging such momentum and amplifying its effects, no one in the world can surpass him.

Zhuge Liang truly lived up to his name as the Crouching Dragon.

Now, Chen Futu is riding the wave of power, and every word he utters is a boastful declaration of his status as the King of the Northern Frontier.

The girls behind the curtain could hardly hide their admiration as they gazed at the eloquent Chen Futu.

No matter how overwhelming the tide, the crown prince has secured his position as the King of the Northern Frontier.

Even though Yan Qingchen's heart was gradually burning with passion, she suddenly had an unprecedented desire. She was willing to be Chen Futu's concubine.

As for Liu Longyue, her beautiful eyes followed Chen Futu intently, her emotions extremely complex. She realized that she still didn't understand Chen Futu at all. This man was too mysterious. Where did he get so many shocking words? In fact, if his remarks today were to spread, they would probably be recorded in history and passed down through generations.

This guy is a true tyrant!

Some of the scholars at the gathering began to whisper amongst themselves, then glanced gloomily at Liu Longyue, wanting to say something but daring not to speak.

Yemo glared at them from a distance, signaling them to launch an attack immediately.

Chen Futu noticed all of their little actions and immediately glanced at Yu Qian. Yu Qian smiled slightly, stood up, and said to Zhou Qingzhi and the others, "Gentlemen, the young master has recently established the Northern Frontier Academy to teach new knowledge, and all of you here today are great scholars. Why don't you give them some guidance?"

A flurry of young students arrived outside, and Dong Xian'er was among them.

As the saying goes, "reciprocity is the best policy," and these students were carefully selected by Yu Qian at Chen Futu's request, serving as a "return gift" for the scholars present today.