The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Pang Quan accepted the gift with a grateful expression, but a strange thought flashed through his mind for a moment—wasn't this...wasn't their relationship developing too fast?

It seems like Kuss had shown a lot of affection for him before!

How can saying "brother" really make them good brothers and friends?

"Since you've been so generous in giving me such a precious gift, I can't be any less generous." After thinking for a moment, Pang Quan suddenly laughed and said, "Butler, bring me that brocade box from my study!"

"Yes! Commander!"

The butler quickly went downstairs and soon returned carrying a red brocade box.

“Good brother, since you sincerely befriend me and have given me such a precious gift, I naturally have a precious gift to give you in return!” Pang Quan said with a smile as he took the brocade box handed to him by the steward.

Lord Sikong frowned and flicked his sleeve somewhat displeasedly, "What precious gift! Brother Pang, I won't accept it. This little bead I gave you isn't anything valuable."

"That won't do. If you don't accept it, you're disrespecting me!"

Pang Quan laughed heartily, then opened the brocade box. A golden stream of light poured out from the box, dazzlingly bright, so bright that Lord Sikong could hardly open his eyes. After a while, he finally adjusted to the dazzling light and looked closely. Inside was actually a golden pearl.

Ok?

It doesn't seem like it...

"Good brother, what do you think? This is my most cherished treasure, a thousand-year-old relic, obtained from the passing away of a highly accomplished monk a thousand years ago. It's extremely precious. I'm giving it to you so it can witness the friendship between us brothers. Here, take it!"

Pang Quan handed over the brocade box, and the light flashed so brightly that Lady Sikong felt she almost blinded her!

Lady Sikong's slender hand resting on her lap tightened slightly, and she swallowed hard. A delicate smile appeared on her half-face, but the smile, paired with her eye patch, looked rather comical. She chuckled twice and said, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to make Brother Pang part with such a precious gift?"

“Good brother, you’ve gone to such lengths to part with this, how can I be stingy? Take it! Let’s continue drinking!” Pang Quan generously closed the brocade box, handed it over, and then picked up the wine.

Lord Sikong quickly reached out to accept it, saying with great embarrassment, "Since Brother Pang is so generous, it would be disrespectful of me not to accept it. So I won't stand on ceremony! Come, let's continue drinking!"

Lord Sikong smiled and tucked the brocade box into his sleeve. Just as he was about to raise his wine cup to toast Pang Quan, a voice announced his arrival from outside the door.

"Report! Sir, the scouts outside have reported an emergency!"

A guard rushed in.

Lord Sikong and Pang Quan stopped what they were doing at the same time. They exchanged a glance, both looking at each other with some doubt in their eyes.

"Let him in!"

Seeing Pang Quan nod, Sikong Jin then spoke.

"Yes!"

The guard turned and left. A moment later, a scout rushed in, knelt down before Lord Sikong with a thud, and reported with clasped hands, "My lord, something terrible has happened! Sikong Jin has been spotted in our Liao camp at the border. She and her cavalry, dressed in Liao uniforms, have infiltrated the camp and launched a surprise attack. They are now fleeing towards Chongzhou City!"

"What did you say? Sikong Jin led a large army to launch a surprise attack on our troops?"

Lord Sikong stared wide-eyed at the scout in disbelief. "Are you sure?"

"My lord, I witnessed it all myself! Those people rushed into our camp like a pack of ferocious beasts, burning, killing, and looting everywhere! General Dorgon is leading his troops in pursuit of them!"

"Approximately how many of them are there?"

"About two thousand men, all elite cavalry!" the scout replied.

'Bah! '

Lord Sikong suddenly stood up, threw down the cup in his hand, and laughed loudly, "You, Sikong Jin, have no respect for my Great Liao! I have been laying a trap for you these past two days, waiting for you to come to my door. I did not expect you to come looking for death so soon. Since that is the case, I will grant your wish!"

He turned to Pang Quan and said, "Brother Pang, I'm afraid you'll have to come with me this time. I only need to lend you three thousand elite troops. After I've dealt with that Sikong Jin thoroughly, I'll come back and have a good drink with you!"

"What are you saying, my good brother? Here's what we'll do: I'll lend you five thousand elite soldiers. You can finish this quickly, and I'll wait for your good news in the manor. Steward, you go with Lord Kus. This time, you must kill that scoundrel Sikong Jin!"

"Thank you, Brother Pang!"

"Good brother, no need to be so polite! Butler, why aren't you going yet!"

"Yes, handsome!"

……

Thus, in less than half an hour, the five thousand troops were fully organized and set off from Talan City in a grand procession, speeding towards the border road leading to Chongzhou City.

Along the way, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves kicked up large clouds of dust...

The following afternoon, inside the Western Wind Prince's Palace in Tata City.

In the comfortable study, Xi Fenglie stood by the window, holding a swift sword in both hands. He squinted at the dazzling cold light flashing on the blade, a faint languid bloodlust appearing on his cold face, exuding a sense of ease.

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened!"

Just then, Lord Gore suddenly pushed open the door and rushed in in a panic.

Xi Fenglie shifted his gaze from the sword light, glanced sideways at the approaching dark figure on the ground behind him, his face immediately darkening, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, and he said coldly, "What's the matter with this panic? What kind of behavior is this?"

Gore stopped, took a deep breath, his face extremely pale, and said with difficulty, "Your Highness, something terrible has happened! Scouts have just reported that five thousand iron cavalry under the command of Duolang, stationed on the border of Dayong Talan and Chongzhou, have been wiped out by Sikong Jin! General Duolang has been killed in action! Furthermore, intelligence reports that twenty thousand troops garrisoned in Chongzhou City, led by General Li Shouyi, have secretly set off for Talan City. Your Highness, they are going to attack Pang Quan! And those rebels, if they cooperate from within and without, Pang Quan and his forces will be utterly vulnerable. Our war plan in the northwest of Dayong will probably be stillborn!"

"What did you say? Total annihilation? Total annihilation? Say it again!"

Xi Fenglie's gaze darkened, a terrifying black storm quickly swirling in his dark eyes. With a ferocious expression, he grabbed Gore by the collar, lifted him up, and asked through gritted teeth.