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

"Qingyi!"

Chen Futu rushed out into the street and decisively drew his gun. The dark muzzle of the Desert Eagle was aimed at Qingyi's head, while Qiwen, standing to the side, brandished the Qingping Sword with full force.

The tranquil lakeside was filled with murderous intent.

The woman in green slowly released the old lady, and Liu Longyue quickly helped her back, while Consort Ge glared angrily at the two, sword in hand.

The man in green crossed his arms and glanced at him sideways, his robes fluttering in the wind, his features grotesque. "You are Chen Futu?"

"It is I, Senior Qingyi, who has come to Dragon City. I welcome you with the utmost respect, but if you have any ill intentions, don't blame me for being impolite." Chen Futu gripped the Desert Eagle tightly, his palms sweating. He seemed to be locked on by something, feeling all the nerves in his body become sluggish.

The woman in green strolled over and said indifferently, "You're going to be impolite to me? Is that it? How exactly do you intend to be impolite?"

In the blink of an eye, she was in front of them. No one even saw how she moved. This strength made Qi Wen feel like he was facing a formidable enemy. He hurriedly said, "Qingyi, don't hurt the young master. Your opponent is me!"

The man in green sneered, "Who do we have here? It's Master Qiwen of the Peach Blossom Sect. Long time no see. You've actually come to the Northern Frontier to become a lackey? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"Last time I was caught off guard, and now it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious!"

"You're no match for me. If you don't want to die, get out of my way."

Qingyi completely disregarded Qiwen's words.

Qi Wen instantly drew his sword, the Qingping Sword flashing like a shadow, heading straight for Qingyi's throat. Qingyi didn't even bother to dodge, her two fair fingers casually pinching the sharp and domineering blade.

At that moment, not only Chen Futu, but also Liu Longyue and Ge Fei on the other side trembled in fright.

The Grandmaster drew his sword and caught it with his bare hands. Could things get any more outrageous?

The man in blue examined Qi Wen indifferently. "I told you, you're just a piece of trash, filled with boundless hatred. It's a pity that even after joining the grassland royal court, you couldn't wipe out that bunch of scum. What's the point of you living?"

"What did you say!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, if you're not strong enough, don't try to be a bodyguard. If you can't protect your master, you might lose your own life at any time."

The man in green made a seemingly casual palm strike. Qi Wen hurriedly withdrew his sword to block, but the palm struck his sword. With a loud bang, the force of the palm sent Qi Wen flying back dozens of meters. The resulting shockwave ruffled Chen Futu's hair and disrupted his thoughts.

Chen Futu stared blankly at the cold face so close to his, his heart almost stopping.

This was the first time he had felt powerless since he came into this world.

This woman is too strong; she's not human at all, or rather, she's beyond the realm of humanity.

Their eyes met. The man in green remained calm, arms crossed, casually circling Chen Futu as he observed him. "His son really does resemble him..."

"What exactly does the senior want to do?"

Chen Futu stopped Qi Wen, who was still trying to rush over, and put away the Desert Eagle. This thing could only kill Grandmasters by surprise, and it was useless to aim at Qingyi in person.

The woman in green circled around and returned to the front, then raised her cold and beautiful face. "Not bad, not bad. You do have a bit of a kingly aura. No wonder you are famous throughout the world."

"Thank you for your kind words, senior. If you are interested, you may come to the royal court for a chat."

"Boy, are you trying to win me over?"

“You are an old friend of my father’s, and as a junior, this is the proper etiquette to observe.”

“Hehe, I did want to go to the royal court for a visit, but your mother disagreed.” As she spoke, the woman in green looked at the old lady not far away. The old lady replied, “My son is the ruler of the Northern Frontier. I will not interfere with what he wants to do.”

"So, you're saying you're willing to give me your son? And then you'll voluntarily leave the royal court?"

The woman in green disliked the old lady no matter what, and her words were always barbed.

Chen Futu quickly stepped between the two and said to the man in green with a forced smile, "Senior, my mother is old and can't take a fright. I hope you won't target her. If you have any ideas, just come at me."

"Targeting you?" The man in green tilted his head, then reached out and pressed a hand against Chen Futu's heart. "Boy, you can't even withstand one of my moves, how dare you boast like that?"

"Owner!"

Consort Ge panicked and tried to rush over, but the old lady grabbed her and gestured for her not to go.

Qingyi is a fickle, unpredictable person, a powder keg ready to explode at any moment. Going forward now will only provoke her.

Chen Futu looked at the snow-white hand pressing against his chest and forced a smile. "Senior, why bother with fighting? Dragon City is a big place. If you want to stay, I'll make arrangements for you."

"I have one condition. If you agree, everything is negotiable. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that your ceremony will proceed smoothly."

"Please speak, senior. As long as my mother is not involved, I will definitely do it."

"It's very simple, just recognize me as your godmother, and this matter will be over."

The woman in green's words plunged the street into a deathly silence.

The old lady and Liu Longyue were dumbfounded, Qiwen stood frozen in place with his sword in hand, and Chen Futu was completely dumbfounded, "Godmother?"

“That’s right, you’re just like me. I quite like you. How about it? Why don’t you consider becoming my godmother? You’ll definitely get your share of the benefits.” A smile appeared on the woman in green, even with a hint of wickedness.

Chen Futu said sullenly, "I'm sorry, I'm not a traitor who has served three masters, and I don't have the habit of casually recognizing godfathers and godmothers."

"You dare refuse me?"

The man in green pressed his palm forward, and Chen Futu felt a sudden, sharp pain in his heart, as if the Heart Sutra was about to be shattered by the qi.

"Qingyi, stop making a scene!" the old lady scolded sternly.

"Shut up, or I'll kill him."

As the man in green waved his sleeves, a sudden gust of wind swept across the lake shore, nearly snapping the trees in half, and the storm stung people's faces.

"Boy, I'm giving you one last chance. Will you agree or not?" The man in green's eyes grew increasingly sinister.

Chen Futu steeled his heart and shook his head, saying, "Impossible. Not to mention that my mother is still alive, you have done me no favors. Why should I recognize you as my godmother, just because you bully the weak?"

Upon hearing this, the old lady and Liu Longyue broke out in a cold sweat.

The prince is indeed the prince; he dares to refuse someone like Qingyi to her face. If it were anyone else, they would probably be scared to death.

Qingyi was clearly surprised by the answer, then muttered something and let go of his hand, "No wonder he's his son, he's got guts."

Chen Futu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her displeasure, he immediately rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Senior, please don't think about it, godmother. According to seniority, I should call you aunt. If you are willing, we will go back to the royal court now, and I will treat you as my own aunt."

The woman in green curled her lips and sneered, "You're quite clever. You don't acknowledge me as your godmother, and you want to tie me to the Northern Frontier, to your warship. You want me to be your talisman?"

"Isn't it only right for elders to protect younger generations?"

At this moment, Chen Futu fully displayed his shameless nature, fawningly uttering those brazen and shameless words.

The woman in green paused for a moment, then laughed loudly, "You're more lively than your mother, that taciturn woman. That's good. If a person is too concerned about saving face, then they'll suffer."

Qingyi said this while looking at the old lady, implying that if the old lady wanted revenge, she could reconcile with her, and she was not incapable of taking action. However, the old lady refused to approach her, which made her very unhappy.

"Hehe, Auntie, it's settled then. From now on, you'll live in the royal court, where you'll have the best of everything. You can go wherever you want. And if I ever conquer the world, you'll be my royal advisor. Is that alright?"

Chen Futu smiled and offered his chips.