Zhong Ling laughed viciously, "What do you think?"
Atu smiled sinisterly and cupped his hands, "Okay, I understand! General, please wait for the good news and wait to see his fate!"
After Atu finished speaking, he gathered a dozen soldiers and rushed outside Chu Xuanchen's camp while Feng Qin was not in the military camp.
At this time, Chu Xuanchen was sitting on a chair and drinking tea, while Yang Fei was standing next to him with a bitter look on his face, making tea for him.
Seeing this, Atu snorted coldly, "Hey, Feng Jin, you have a good life.
As a slave, there are people who are dedicated to serving you and making tea for you?"
Others started to boo, "Who said he was Princess Qin's guest?
If he is lucky enough to be favored by Princess Qin, he can use the princess's power to become a master!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Is this the male version of a pheasant turning into a phoenix?"
"He is worse than a pheasant. After all, the pheasant has struggled on his own.
What does this mean to him?
He is just a kept pretty boy. He is a big man, but he relies on women to reach his position. He follows the princess every day to show off his power. He has no ability at all. It is really an embarrassment to us men!"
As he said this, everyone burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at?"
Chu Xuanchen took a slow sip of tea and looked at the group of people with deep eyes.
As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone laughed even louder. Atu said: "Hahaha, boy, we are laughing at you, don't you know?
Still asking!”
"Brother Atu, he may have a brain problem.
This boy is too arrogant and dares to rob our princess. The princess is not here today, so we must teach him a lesson!"
Atu said: "The lesson is so straightforward. You should say, boy, we are going to compete with you. Do you dare to challenge?"
Chu Xuanchen put down the tea cup and blurted out: "I have never fought with such low-level soldiers. I'm sorry, you are not worthy of my action!"
"Feng Jin, you are so loud! Who gave you the courage to look down on us?"
Artu said angrily.
Chu Xuanchen's eyes were full of disdain, "Yes, I just look down on you.
Just you guys, you are no match for me, I don’t even bother to fight you, you are not worthy!"
After Chu Xuanchen said it, he was slightly startled. He obviously didn't know martial arts, why would he say such a thing?
He just said it subconsciously and naturally.
When he said these words, he blurted them out without thinking about them, as if he had said them often before.
However, he didn't have time to care about this now. He stood up, glanced at everyone with a stern look, and walked towards the camp.
"You, you brat, how dare you look down on us! Everyone, come together and show him some color!"
Artu said angrily.
"Yes, Brother Atu."
Atu gave the order and everyone attacked Chu Xuanchen.
This time, Chu Xuanchen subconsciously wanted to hide again, but when Atu's fist came, he suddenly fought back reflexively.
He stretched out his fist suddenly and knocked Atu back. Only then did he realize that his fist seemed to be full of power.
So he stretched out his fist again and punched the people in front of him a few more times. His fists were so sharp that the people in front of him quickly retreated.
Atu was stunned, "Everyone, be careful, why did this kid's fists become so powerful?
Doesn’t he know martial arts?”
"I don't know, he punched me and my face was swollen!"
"No, how can we let him fight?
Everyone, come together and beat him to death!"
Atu said, waving his fist and hitting Chu Xuanchen.