Chapter 59: Of Course I Choose to Hold a Grudge.
How To Survive as a Villain
One of the soldiers wondered: âWasnât the Emperor never interested in the barracks? Why did he suddenly come today?â Another soldier with a sharp face and thin eyes sneered and replied to him: âStupid, General Sun is seriously ill. The Emperor must have come because of the matter regarding the Generalâs position.â
âThe Generalâs position must definitely go to General Li!â Someone said.
The sharp faced soldier touched his chin: âI donât think so, after all, the close friend of Wuning Wangye isâ¦coughâ¦â
Knowing that he almost consciously said the wrong thing, the sharp faced soldier coughed and stopped talking.
The several soldiers that came out of the military account were about to go to the competition arena, when they suddenly saw an Imperial bodyguard standing at the front of the military account.
The Imperial bodyguard was dressed in dark clothes with black patterns. His eyebrows were sword shaped and his eyes were like stars, they couldnât be ignored. The several soldiers thought about the Emperor and they couldnât help themselves, staring at him more intensively.
At a first glance, the sharp faced soldier suddenly stopped and stared straight at Yan HeQing, after a while, he started cursing: âThis son of a bitch, isnât heâ¦â¦â
With that, the sharp faced soldier stepped forward and reached for Yan HeQingâs lapel, his mouth made a strange noise: âOoohhh1, isnât this Yan HeQing?â
Everyone else went stunned and hurriedly walked forward: âNie Er, what are you doing, this is His Majestyâs person.â
âMotherfucker, what kind of the Emperorâs person? Heâs from the Southern Yan Kingdom.â Nie Er sneered.
âWhat⦠Southern Yan Kingdom?â Everyone was surprised.
All of a sudden, Yan HeQing was also shocked for a bit, and after seeing Nie Erâs face more carefully, Yan HeQingâs expression suddenly changed.
âEh? Did Yan-huangzi thought of me?â Nie Er laughed disdainfully. âI was the one that escorted Yan-huangzi all the way to the Northern Kingdom. Oohh, did I leave a little impression on Yan-huangzi? I did break your arm on the way, ouch! But now, it looks like itâs already healed?â
After he said that, Nie Er reached out to touch Yan HeQingâs right shoulder. Yan HeQing blocked him with a cold face and Nie Er abruptly kicked him on the knee, throwing him on the ground. Then he stepped on Yan HeQing, and with a cruel smile he said: âI could expect you to be dead by now after being sent to prison. What I didnât expect was that youâll become His Majestyâs dog. Youâre really difficult to deal with.â
In fact, Yan HeQing was perfectly capable of beating Nie Er to a pulp, he just couldnât do it right now because he was in the Northern Kingdomâs barracks. If he made any move against the soldiers of the Northern Kingdom, he would bring shame to Xiao YuAn.
âThatâs enough, Nie Er. If His Majesty hears about this, you will have to bear painful consequences.â Someone stepped forward and persuaded him to stop.
âThe Emperor? Itâs even possible for the Emperor to think that the captives of the enemy country are more important than the soldiers that fight for him?â Nie Er said with disdain. Kneeling down, he pressed Yan HeQingâs head into the sand, his eyes were glancing at him fiercely. âYan HeQing, even if youâre the Emperorâs dog, you still have the blood of the Southern Yan Kingdom in your veins. The Northern Kingdom doesnât welcome dogs like you, do you understand?â
Quick as lightning, Yan HeQing suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed Nie Erâs neck. His posture was twisted, and then, he suddenly withdrew his strength. These actions were very quick and neat, almost shocking to death all the soldiers present on the scene.
Nie Er didnât know how to react at all and his throat fell into the hands of his enemy. In the end, the expected pain didnât hit him, because Yan HeQing withdrew his hand in silence.
When Nie Er recovered from his initial shock, he suddenly bursted into laughter: âYou donât dare? Yes, you donât dare to start a fight, because this is the Northern Kingdom. But you can still give it a try, do you want to fight? Yan HeQing, I tell you, youâre not brave enough to dare, but I dare.â
After saying that, Nie Er raised his fist towards Yan HeQingâs cheek, but at that instant, he was stopped by someone else.
Xie Chungui firmly blocked Nie Erâs fist and frowned: âNie Er-dage2, what are you doing? There are rules in the barracks, fighting is not allowed.â
When Nie Er saw that Xie Chungui stopped him, he wasnât annoyed at all. He replied to him: âXie-xiaoâer3, this canât be called fighting.â
âIf this isnât fighting, then what is it?â Out of nowhere, a majestic voice came from behind, and Li Wuding looked at Nie Er with anger.
Nie Er knew that he was on the wrong side of the argument, so he just let go of Yan HeQing and stood up.
âNie Er! Youâre looking to get punished, arenât you?â Li Wuding stared at him with anger, asking him with a deep voice.
âGeneral Li, please calm down.â Someone pleaded for Nie Er. âThis man is from the Southern Yan Kingdom. Nie Erâs brother died in the hands of the Southern Yan soldiers, so Nie Er he⦠General Liâ¦â¦ Thisâ¦..â
âFine, after the competition is over, I will punish him with the penalty of ten military sticks.â Li Wuding said with a sharp voice, turned around and walked back to the military account.
Knowing that Li Wuding has always rewarded the punishments seriously, no one dared to say anything more, and left one after another with a loud YES!
Nie Er took a last look at Yan HeQing and turned around, placing his arm around Xie Chunguiâs shoulders and said: âHuh, I was getting rid of the anger inside my heart. These ten military sticks will be worth it. Letâs go, Xie-xiaoâer. Before the competition starts, let this Gege teach you a few tricks.â
Someone laughed at him: âPull it down, would you? Xie Chungui knows more about fighting than you do.â
Nie Er loosened his hold on Xie Chunguiâs shoulders and jokingly pushed that man: âGet lost! Youâre talking pure bullshit.â
Xie Chungui looked back at Yan HeQing, who hadnât gotten up yet, and after seeing that he wasnât able to clearly see Yan HeQingâs expression since he had his head lowered, he no longer paid attention to him and followed the group of soldiers that were laughing and joking in the distance.
As the crowd dispersed, Yan HeQing started to get up very slowly. He held the hilt of his sword resting at his waist with one hand. It was clear that the palm holding the hilt was red and bloody, but Yan HeQing was unaware of this. He finally stood up and straightened his back. He slowly tidied up his appearance and patted the dust off his body. His eyes were slightly cold and lacked any emotion. Yan HeQing raised his head and looked at the Northern Kingdom barracks with these eyes, like looking at a dead object, calm and indifferent.
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Footnotes
å¦å¦å¦ yÅu yÅu yÅu; âOh!â. Exclamation of dismay.
å¤§å¥ dà gÄ; Eldest brother / Big brother / A polite address for men of about the same age / Gang leader / Boss.
å°å¿ xiÇo ér; Young child / My son, said in a humble way / A general term for a nephew.