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

Zhao Xier ignored Chen Futu's guards and immediately examined the human head in the box, saying with a smile, "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to abdicate in your favor, but that destiny is on my side, and you cannot force it."

"Does the King have any message for me to convey to the Crown Prince?" the guard asked.

Zhao Xier's face hardened. "You killed my uncle and brother. Does the Prince of Zhenbei think I have no temper?"

The guard replied, "The Crown Prince is willing to help you quell the rebellion. In the future, the Northern Frontier and Western Zhao will assist each other and become comrades-in-arms."

"Easy for you to say..."

Zhao Xier feigned disdain, but the curve of her lips was almost impossible to suppress. "Tell your heir that if he dares to come to see me alone, I will grant his wish."

"I will certainly convey it."

After the guards left, Zhao Xier summoned her personal eunuch, whispered something to him, and the eunuch obeyed, then ordered a banquet to be prepared.

Whether this banquet is a good one or not depends on the performance of the Prince of Zhenbei.

At dusk, Chen Futu and Qin Liangyu met.

Qin Liangyu said, "I was not hindered when I arrived, which shows that Zhao Xier is unwilling to antagonize the Northern Frontier."

"She invited me to a banquet alone, what did you say?" Chen Futu asked with a smile.

Qin Liangyu pondered for a moment, "No banquet is ever a good banquet, and no gathering is ever a good gathering. Zhao Xier is, after all, the ruler of a country. You killed her uncle and cousin. Even if she just puts on a show, she will still make things difficult for you. Why don't I go with you?"

"I'll take Dian Wei with me."

"Absolutely not!"

Qin Liangyu panicked. If the two of them went over there, it might be a trap. Even if Dian Wei was strong, it would not be easy for him to break out.

"Don't worry, I have a plan. You just need to keep an eye on the palace. If a fight breaks out, it's not too late to come to the rescue."

"You will finally understand."

Having given all the instructions, Chen Futu led Dian Wei alone towards the palace. Before setting off, he made sure Dian Wei had a good meal so that he wouldn't be exhausted if a real fight broke out.

The two arrived near the palace, where a densely packed army of at least three thousand soldiers guarded the square in front of the palace.

They roared deafeningly, their killing intent palpable.

Dian Wei's expression darkened, and he led the way for Chen Futu's horse.

He suddenly unleashed the surging blood energy of a peak-stage Innate Realm cultivator and roared, "Get out of the way!"

A peerless warrior can suppress the murderous aura of three thousand people with just one roar.

The royal guards blocking the way were terrified and instinctively made way for them.

Once there's one, there's bound to be a second.

Chen Futu rode forward slowly, his hand always resting on the sword at his waist.

Fortunately, the three thousand imperial guards did not make a move.

Upon reaching the palace, the commander of the imperial guards stepped forward. He glanced at Dian Wei with a complicated expression and said to Chen Futu, "Young Master, please."

Dian Wei drew a halberd and pointed it at the other man, "You are extremely rude! How dare you be so arrogant in front of the young master!"

The commander frowned and said, "I only bow to His Majesty. Is General Dian trying to make things difficult for me?"

"Dian Wei, you stay outside the palace."

Chen Futu stopped Dian Wei from continuing, wondering if this fool had forgotten that there were three thousand personal guards watching him from behind.

With the current situation uncertain, and being alone abroad treading on thin ice, it's always good to be cautious.

Chen Futu dismounted and was about to enter the main hall when the commander stopped him, saying, "Please remove your sword, Your Highness."

"What did you say!"

Dian Wei glared with his tiger-like eyes, as if he wanted to devour someone.

The commander said in a deep voice, "Please, Your Highness, remove your sword."

Chen Futu sighed helplessly, handed his sword to the other man, then spread his hands and spun around, saying, "Look carefully, there are no weapons."

"Please, Your Highness."

The commander finally made way.

Chen Futu flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and strode into the hall. As soon as he entered, two eunuchs closed the door.

Zhao Xier, dressed in a black and gold dragon robe, sat on the dragon throne with a frosty expression on her face. A sumptuous banquet was laid out on a table below the prince.

Chen Futu grinned at her and took his seat with a nonchalant air.

Zhao Xier said expressionlessly, "I really want to ask, does the Crown Prince despise my Western Zhao, or is he truly skilled and daring?"

"neither."

Chen Futu took a sip of the fine wine, smacked his lips, and said, "Today, I, the young master, have rid the king of a great scourge, so it is only right that you entertain me."

"You killed my uncle and brother, and you have shown contempt for me. How can I tolerate you?"

"That's not right. I came from afar with sincerity to do business with you. You didn't control your men properly, and they all took advantage of my kindness. I couldn't help but kill them. You can't blame me for that."

"The young Prince Xi is young and competitive; he doesn't understand. Doesn't the Crown Prince understand that this action will damage the relationship between the two families?"

"can you?"

Chen Futu looked completely innocent. "He's your cousin, not your brother, and certainly not your son. Are you really going to pass the position to him?"

"presumptuous!"

Zhao Xier slammed her hand on the table, her eyebrows furrowed in a murderous rage. "Prince Zhenbei, stop joking with me! I'm not kidding!"

"I am not joking with Your Majesty. Everyone knows that I am here to make a deal with you. This deal is related to your country's glass business in the fight against the suppression of the Dragon Barbarians. The young King of the West was personally taught by you. He is about to come of age but still does not understand right and wrong. He deliberately sabotages the relationship between our two countries. He knows this but still comes to provoke me. He is as stupid as a beast and deserves to die. Your Majesty should thank me for helping you get rid of this great scourge."

"you……"

When it comes to witty banter, Zhao Xier is no match for Chen Futu, especially since what Chen Futu said was true.

"The Little Western King deliberately sabotaged the diplomatic relations between Western Zhao and Northern Frontier. Going deeper, he colluded with Shu Yuan's son, Shu Hong, and the Dragon Barbarian swordsman, Wu Ya. This is a clear act of treason. While the king is being harassed by the Dragon Barbarians and suffering from a splitting headache, the Little Western King is betraying you and trying to prevent you from obtaining the glass craftsmanship. He is both stupid and wicked!"

Chen Futu's words resonated deeply.

Zhao Xier fell silent upon hearing this, when suddenly a commotion arose from next door.

After listening carefully, Chen Futu finally understood.

It turned out that Zhao Xier had arranged for officials to listen in from the side hall, intending to use them to persuade the officials.

In that case, Chen Futu understood Zhao Xier's intentions. She did not want to break with the Northern Frontier at all, but she needed to persuade the officials.

The officials who were close to the Western King were most likely executed by her. Even from the perspective of Western Zhao, the remaining officials needed an explanation, as it concerned the very foundation of Western Zhao's state.

Next, Chen Futu stood up and began a long speech, listing all sorts of traitorous acts by the Western Zhao in collusion with the Longman, and even solemnly claimed to have letters as proof.

Zhao Xier's face darkened as she looked at the blank letter in her hand, but she had no choice but to cooperate. "In that case, I truly must thank Your Highness for helping me preserve the foundation of the nation."

"Hehe, of course, we're friends."

Chen Futu blinked, then pulled a red undergarment from his bosom and deliberately wiped non-existent sweat from his face.

Zhao Xier looked at her undergarment and almost couldn't hold back her tears. She bit her red lips, her beautiful face as red as a peach blossom, but she didn't know what to say, lest she provoke the officials in the side hall to become furious.

Seeing that he had succeeded, Chen Futu put the undergarment back into his robes and asked, "Has this young master explained it clearly enough? Do you have any further questions?"

"We have questions!"

Suddenly, the officials emerged from the side hall, their faces as black as charcoal, their eyes filled with murderous intent.