Chu Chenyi clutched his stinging, throbbing right cheek. Ling Mohan’s punch had been truly vicious, and his face was probably already swollen.
It was uncivilized to curse and impolite to hit someone’s face. How would he be able to show his face in public tomorrow?
“Serves you right. Did you think about getting hit when you kicked me when I was down? This punch will teach you a lesson!”
Ling Mohan said with a sinister tone, still harboring resentment from what had happened that afternoon. He felt that the punch he’d landed was too light, and perhaps he should have followed up with two more, making it unforgettable for Chu Chenyi.
“Given the circumstances then, Father Emperor had already agreed. If I had opposed Father Emperor and objected to this matter, it would have been open defiance and a slap in his face. We both would have been punished, and Baili Xi would have gained an advantage for nothing.”
His decision not to help was based on his own considerations and deliberations.
Moreover, he believed in Ling Mohan’s capabilities, considering these minor matters to be insignificant. Even if Baili Xi were cunning, he would never be Ling Mohan’s match.
He assumed Ling Mohan could handle them with ease and there was nothing to worry about.
“You’ve certainly thought everything through, pushing all the blame onto me while keeping yourself out of it.”
He wondered why he hadn’t noticed Chu Chenyi’s calculating nature before. He had truly underestimated him, and today he was truly impressed, unable to help but admire him.
Such a meticulous calculation had completely ensnared him, allowing him to remain untouched, passing through amidst a thousand flowers without a single petal sticking to him. Truly remarkable.
“Well, well, this King can’t possibly compare to General Ling’s subtle intentions.”
He had fallen into Ling Mohan’s traps many times before. Today, he had finally seized an opportunity to outmaneuver Ling Mohan, thus settling old scores.
Ling Mohan’s lips curved into a chilling smile. He mentally marked Chu Chenyi down, vowing to get back everything he had lost a millionfold.
She had overheard the events clearly from the side and was surprised that Ling Mohan had been outmaneuvered by Chu Chenyi, like a ship capsizing in a ditch. It was quite amusing.
“Since things have come to this, there’s no point in getting angry. Let’s leave it at that and not mention it again.”
Feng Jin saw that the time was right and intervened to ease the tension. If it continued, she didn’t know when these two would stop arguing.
She pulled Ling Mohan, who was beside her, behind her, and warned him with her eyes to shut his mouth and not spout any more nonsense.
Even if he was furious about the situation, it was useless. It was better to make a big issue small and a small issue disappear, letting this matter rest.
“Just calm down and stop making trouble. Accept your fate.”
Feng Jin advised Ling Mohan helplessly. At this point, he had no choice but to accept his fate; what storms could he stir up?
Chu Chenyi, who was watching from the side, coughed lightly, masking a hint of embarrassment on his face. Indeed, what he had done was not very decent, and he couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.
“I have indeed wronged you in this matter, so… so this King will compensate you properly next time.”
Since the deed was done, he couldn’t go back on it, so he could only let Ling Mohan be the scapegoat.
Ling Mohan’s expression darkened further, wishing he could punch Chu Chenyi again and take half his life, making him spend the rest of his life in bed.
“Alright, since Prince Jing has said so, you should calm down and don’t dwell on it anymore.”
As Feng Jin spoke, she pulled Ling Mohan closer to her, signaling him with her eyes to speak quickly and stop arguing.
As if understanding Feng Jin’s intentions, Ling Mohan rolled his eyes and finally agreed to Feng Jin’s words, deciding not to quarrel with Chu Chenyi for now.
Revenge is a dish best served cold; he had plenty of opportunities to settle the score with Chu Chenyi later.
“Then Prince Jing, please rest well. We’ll be leaving now.” Feng Jin’s lips held a faint smile, and her tone was very amiable.
This attitude made Chu Chenyi tremble slightly, momentarily stunned. When had Feng Jin ever been so friendly to him? If it were before, she wouldn’t have slapped him away.
These two husband and wife were too strange. He felt a chill run down his spine.
This was disastrous, offending both of them at once.
At this moment, Chu Chenyi was indeed starting to panic and was already considering whether to leave as soon as possible.
After all, he was on Ling Mohan’s territory. If Ling Mohan wanted his life, it would be as easy as flipping his hand, and he wouldn’t be able to escape even if he had wings.
After Ling Mohan and Feng Jin left, Chu Chenyi impatiently began packing his belongings. He figured he’d better make a quick escape while Ling Mohan hadn’t reacted yet.
And then there was Lin Yuwei. He absolutely had to take Lin Yuwei with him. Otherwise, knowing Feng Jin’s nature, she would definitely use Lin Yuwei to threaten him.
Chu Chenyi moved with great speed and had already packed his things. Carrying his bag, he went directly to Lin Yuwei’s room, unaware that his every move was being observed by the couple from the shadows.
“How did you know Chu Chenyi would run away tonight?”
Ling Mohan asked Feng Jin beside him with slight confusion. She had guessed correctly; Chu Chenyi was indeed packing and preparing to flee overnight.
“He’s timid. As soon as he saw us acting so out of the ordinary, he was bound to worry that we were plotting revenge against him. And since he’s currently in Ling Manor, he would naturally want to return to his own territory to feel secure.”
From the beginning, she had been planning how to get rid of Chu Chenyi, and this incident had conveniently achieved that goal.
It was just that Ling Mohan had been a little wronged; he would have to endure it for now and find another opportunity to settle the score with Chu Chenyi.
“You are truly meticulous in your planning. Perhaps even Zhuge Liang couldn’t outthink you.”
Ling Mohan was genuinely impressed by Feng Jin’s shrewd and insightful mind. If he fell into Feng Jin’s hands, he would likely find it difficult to cope. Fortunately, they were not adversaries.
“What? Then do you want to be wary of me? Don’t let me completely outmaneuver you.”
Feng Jin’s tone rose slightly, but her eyes held a hint of fierceness, as if a single wrong word from Ling Mohan would result in a fierce punch.
“No, everything is yours. Take whatever you want!”
He urgently expressed his loyalty, and Feng Jin’s expression softened slightly.