CHAPTER 638: CHAPTER 95: YOUR ARROGANCE, MY ARROGANCE

"I do not agree," declared Yue Jinghua, a statement that shocked not only the Long Family’s grandfather and grandson, but even Princess Long Xue, the peacemaker, was taken aback.

What a character Yue Jinghua is, not even giving face to Princess Long Xue.

The crowd was astonished simply because they did not understand Yue Jinghua.

If Shalman, Hongling, and the others were present tonight, they would surely not be so surprised at Yue Jinghua’s actions.

The Yue Jinghua they knew was never one to suffer in silence; on the contrary, she thrived in chaos.

If things were not chaotic enough, she would create turmoil, for only in chaos could she fish in troubled waters, causing others to become anxious and make mistakes in both actions and words.

"Princess, may I ask if today, it had been your brother who was framed and nearly lost his life to the jaws of a dragon, and you found the real culprit, would you let it go? Princess, the Yue Residence now has but two people, one pair of heads; it makes no difference if we stick our necks out or retract them, the blade falls just the same. I, barefoot, am not afraid of those wearing shoes," Yue Jinghua sneered. "The affair of tonight, the General Mansion must give Duke Mansion an explanation, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what? Yue Jinghua, you’re just a young lord without a title, daring to speak with such audacity to the Princess, to the old general, and to me. I’ll put it bluntly: it was I who sprinkled the Dragon Eggshell Powder, and it was I who injured the Sky Weasel Dragon, so what of it? If the General Mansion bullies the Duke Mansion, I, Long Jiuzun, am indeed flaunting my power to bully, what of it? If you are not convinced, you can only blame your birth in the Duke Mansion, you were born twenty years too late." Under the moonlight, Long Jiuzun was insolently proud.

Twenty years ago, if it had been twenty years earlier, the wealth of Blood Cherry Duke Mansion could have contended with the National Guardian General Residence.

But now, what capability does a Duke Mansion, as diminished as it is, have to contend with the General Mansion?

"Ladies and gentlemen present here, General Zhan, Miss Cheng, Princess, you have all heard clearly," Yue Jinghua was just waiting for Long Jiuzun to lose his patience.

Zhan Tian and Cheng Ying, however, did not immediately speak out. They looked unanimously toward Princess Long Xue, apparently deferring to her lead.

Princess Long Xue stood motionless, her face impassive, betraying no emotions.

The Empire still needed the National Guardian General Residence, now was not the right time to break with the General Mansion.

"Huahua," Yue Minzhi uttered as the atmosphere in the scene became tense, and his heart skipped a beat, being entrenched in the vortex of power in the Imperial City, he was well aware that his sister had unintentionally offended both forces at the same time.

Seeing this, Long Jiuzun’s self-satisfaction grew, exuding an air of untouchable superiority.

The Floating Light Silhouette of Long Ao had once again coalesced completely, and he stepped forward, "Little child of the Yue Family, I remember the chess friendship I once had with Yue Nian, so today, as long as you and your sister apologize to Jiuzun, I shall temporarily disregard the matter of your false accusation against Jiuzun."

"Pah, you old scoundrel, asking us to apologize to him, he doesn’t deserve it. What a shameful pair of grandfather and grandson, earlier he personally admitted to it, yet you all turned a blind eye and twisted the truth, what National Guardian General Residence, it’s more like a General Mansion that fools its own supporters," Yue Jinghua’s tongue lashed out with the crackling force of exploding firecrackers, sharp and loud, "Fortunately for you scoundrels, I am not foolish. The nonsense spoken by that damn Young General earlier, I have ’recorded’ it all."

Recorded it?

The face of Long Jiuzun, who had been filled with smugness, suddenly fell, and his expression turned exceedingly ugly.

Yue Jinghua then reached within and drew out a snail with a grey-brown pattern on its surface.

"This object is called a Parrot Snail, and its effect is somewhat akin to the Mirror Sound Spring in the Beast Fighting Arena. Only, the Mirror Sound Spring can reflect images, whereas the Parrot Snail can accurately record people’s words. Just now, every word uttered by Young General Long has been recorded within it," as soon as Yue Jinghua finished speaking, the patterns on the Parrot Snail lit up.

The arrogant and overbearing words previously spoken by Long Jiuzun were recounted verbatim once more.

Long Jiuzun was so furious that his eyes rolled back, his face turned an iron blue shade, and he was about to rush forward to snatch it away immediately.

Only to see Yue Jinghua’s figure swiftly dodging, while dodging she said, "I forgot to tell Young General Long, this Parrot Snail in my hand is the queen, and beneath it are a hundred? No? A thousand? That seems incorrect too, perhaps there are ten thousand offspring Parrot Snails. When my maid Hongling left just now, she took the offspring Parrot Snails with her. If one Parrot Snail goes missing, there are still thousands, countless offspring Parrot Snails. It won’t be long before everyone in the Empire will see through Young General Long’s true colors. ’War God’? Nothing more than a scheming and deceitful scoundrel."

Long Jiuzun tonight is no longer the lofty War God of the early days; inflamed with rage by Yue Jinghua’s words, he was on the verge of vomiting blood, having lost all reason.

His movement technique was exquisitely masterful, and Yue Jinghua’s Small Cloud Trace Steps were not to be underestimated either, as the two of them, like spinning tops, chased each other around the field, with Long Jiuzun unable to even touch the hem of Yue Jinghua’s clothing.

The changes in the field startled and delighted both Long Ao and Princess Long Xue.

Long Ao was shocked by Yue Jinghua. Setting aside the strange Dark Beast she suddenly produced, just Yue Jinghua’s movement technique alone, was different from any known movement techniques on the continent.

Princess Long Xue, however, was overjoyed; she hadn’t expected Yue Jinghua to be able to turn the tide in such an unfavorable situation and once again tip the scales of victory towards the side of Duke Mansion.

Seeing that Long Jiuzun was continuously unsuccessful, Long Ao could no longer hold himself back, "Presumptuous brat, you’re far too insolent," he exclaimed.

A silhouette transformed into a vast net, appearing in front of Yue Jinghua with Instantaneous Movement.

Long Ao’s Floating Light Silhouette, though not a tangible existence, was strictly speaking, a condensation of Long Ao’s Dark Energy.

But Long Ao’s Dark Energy was far from trivial.

The silhouette that turned into a massive net bound Yue Jinghua layer by layer, and for a moment, Yue Jinghua felt as if she was mired in mud, her movements significantly slower than before.

"Shameless old and young, ganging up on me," Yue Jinghua cursed incessantly.

Seeing the Dark Energy-formed net approaching, she was about to become a trapped turtle in a jar.

Suddenly, an ashen flame resembling fire burst out from Yue Jinghua’s body.

Long Ao felt a bone-chilling coldness encircling him, and the endless killing intent brought by the Killing Flames instantly made one feel as if they were on a battlefield, surrounded by corpses and white bones scattered everywhere.

Long Ao felt the same horror as when he first stepped onto the battlefield.

This feeling? A sense of alarm surged in Long Ao’s heart, and he suddenly had a realization.

Yue Jinghua, this youngster, was far from simple.

The origins of her movement technique, the origins of her Dark Skill, all her martial arts styles, all differed from the esteemed and wide-reaching connections of Duke Mansion.

No matter who she is, she must die tonight.

In realizing that this young lord dressed as a man would become a huge stumbling block on Long Jiuzun’s path, Long Ao, for the first time tonight, harbored a killing intent towards Yue Jinghua.

Just as Long Ao was about to make his deadly move, a figure suddenly came flying in shouting, "Stop."