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

"Don't go."

The cold rejection was very firm.

"Go ahead, it's a rare opportunity for you to come to Dayong, let me, your cousin, treat you well and show you the hospitality of a host."

"Cousin?"

Di Beizun suddenly stopped, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Sikong Jin indifferently, "Are you my cousin?"

"Of course, my mother is the Princess Fenghua of your Great Zhou, that's what everyone says. Although I also feel that I am not worthy of Your Highness, the fact is the fact. You are my cousin, and I am your younger cousin."

Sikong Jin answered with a smile and with a confident air.

Di Beizun frowned, looking at Sikong Jin without showing any emotion. After a long while, he finally spoke calmly, "Sikong Jin?"

"Hmm? What is it, Cousin Di Bei?"

"I have never seen anyone more shameless than you."

"How could that be? My men are all more shameless than me; I learned it from them! And Tang Jingyao and Ji Wuge too—their skills are all far superior to mine! Hmm? Cousin… why are you walking so fast? Let's talk as we walk…"

Inside the residence where the Crown Prince of the Northern Empire was staying.

"Why haven't we seen that little animal?"

Lord Sikong looked around with wide eyes for a long time, but still couldn't see the purple-eyed divine sable. He couldn't help but ask.

Feng Yang, the commander of the Imperial Guards of the Great Zhou Dynasty, looked at Sikong Jin, who was sitting opposite his Crown Prince and pouring wine for himself, with some surprise. He then glanced at the Crown Prince and found that his face was as still as water, and he seemed to have no intention of answering.

Just as he was hesitating whether to answer, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

"Your Highness, a messenger from the Prince of Yi!"

A guard entered carrying a letter.

Di Beizun took the paper, opened it without any hesitation, and Sikong Jin, who was standing next to him, also turned his head and could see the words on the paper clearly.

Only one line of text was written above—

The army approached the capital of the Southern Liang Kingdom, but the resistance was fierce and the attack was thwarted.

Di Beizun's face remained calm despite his unparalleled elegance, but a shadow of gloom flickered in his deep eyes. Sikong Jin felt the sudden chilling and sinister aura emanating from him almost instantly.

Commander Feng Yang, who was standing to the side, also frowned.

He was well aware of the Prince of Yi's abilities; the fact that he could write such a letter to His Highness the Crown Prince was enough to show that the situation in Longnan was probably very bad.

"How many prisoners were captured?"

After a moment of silence, Di Beizun suddenly asked this question in a very calm manner.

"Your Highness, we captured nearly 30,000 in total."

The guard answered respectfully.

Di Beizun's lips curled into an extremely indifferent sneer, his eyes flashing with unpredictable light. "Feng Yang, you immediately reply to the Wing King, ordering him to send five thousand useless prisoners as the vanguard to attack the Southern Liang Imperial City. The main army will follow, and the rest will be purged outside the Southern Liang Imperial City. Anyone who resists will be slaughtered."

"Your Highness! That's thirty thousand lives!"

Feng Yang's eyes widened almost instantly, and he staggered.

Emperor Beizun frowned and said coldly, "In my eyes, the fallen soldiers of Great Zhou are the only human lives."

The guards were trembling with fear. They were well aware of the Crown Prince's cruelty and ruthlessness. His methods were always swift and decisive. This method was undoubtedly the most effective, but such a coercive and high-pressure policy might incite resentment among the people of Southern Liang in the future.

"The lives of their compatriots are in the hands of their own people. I am giving them a chance; whether they save them or not is up to them."

Emperor Beizun said calmly, seemingly unaware that his methods were particularly cruel.

Everyone in the entire Fengyun Continent knows that Crown Prince Dibei has trained a terrifying demon army with an iron fist and harsh policies. Half of this army is controlled by Crown Prince Dibei's confidant, Wing King Beitang Yi, while the other half is controlled by Dibei Zun himself.

With this army, in seven years, almost all the small and medium-sized countries on the border of the Great Zhou were wiped out and incorporated into the territory of the Great Zhou. The Great Zhou Dynasty rose to prominence and became the most powerful country on the Fengyun Continent, especially the strongest military power. Beitang Yi also became a brilliant military commander.

However, only a few people understand that this was actually orchestrated and manipulated behind the scenes by the Crown Prince of the Northern Empire.

"After the army breaches the capital of Southern Liang, all those who resist must be eliminated, and the Emperor of Southern Liang must be captured alive."

"Yes! Your Highness!"

Feng Yang trembled slightly under Di Beizun's sharp and cold gaze, and dared not linger, so he quickly retreated.

Sikong Jin, who had been silent all along, raised her eyebrows slightly, somewhat surprised by the man's bloody methods. However, she liked it very much. If she were in such a situation, she would probably make the same decision as him.

The more she looked at this man, the more he suited her taste.

So arrogant and domineering that he can so brazenly orchestrate these things right in front of her—isn't he afraid she'll betray him?

Sikong Jin's eyes gleamed faintly as she narrowed her eyes, a half-smile playing on her lips, and stared silently at Di Beizun.

Di Beizun seemed to be able to see through her thoughts. He glanced at her casually and said in a very calm tone, "Killing you is easier than crushing an ant in my eyes."

Sikong Jin shrugged, her clear eyes filled with confusion and innocence. "I didn't see or hear anything just now."

Di Beizun snorted coldly, picked up his wine cup, took a sip, and asked, "Where's the jade pendant?"

"Jade pendant? What jade pendant?"

Sikong Jin looked up blankly, as if she had never heard of the word 'jade pendant' before. "You lost your jade pendant? Where did you lose it? I'll send someone to look for it for you later."

"Sikong Jin, don't let me lay a hand on you. Let me tell you, keeping the jade pendant on you is of no use whatsoever. On the contrary, it will only bring you death. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Emperor Beizun said calmly.

"What kind of jade pendant is it? Is it that valuable? How much is it worth? What does it look like? Oh dear, have I seen that jade pendant before? Oh no, I've been busy lately. I'll let you in on a secret: I have intermittent amnesia. I often forget things. For example, I remember I was definitely in bed last night, but when I woke up the next day, I was sleeping on the floor. I completely forgot how I ended up on the floor. Isn't that weird..."

"Do you think I'm one of your bunch of idiot subordinates?"

Sikong Jin returned an innocent smile, shrugged, and poured a full glass of wine for Di Beizun. "Meng Benbo and the others may be a little dim-witted, but their loyalty makes up for that. Your Highness, it's wrong of you to make personal attacks on them like that. It makes people think you're low-class. Of course, I know Your Highness is noble, wise, and exceptionally talented..."

She subtly insulted Di Beizun, but Di Beizun wasn't stupid; he naturally understood the meaning behind her words.