Volume 1: The Regent's Turbulence 007 General Mu surprisingly has such a hobby

  Inside the tent, a Qingyu Shenniu Tiliang lamp brought by the regent from Beijing was specially placed, showing solemnity and majesty, grandeur and dignity. The light shone brightly, clearly illuminating the white light, exceptionally dazzling and bright.

  Feng Ao Tian's mouth corners slightly pursed, her phoenix eyes slightly lowered, only then did she recall the rules for summoning men into the inner chambers in the past. Her soul naturally didn't dare to defy them, and just now's hesitation was merely thinking of reminding her, but she had momentarily forgotten such trivial matters.

  Ji Bo and the others took a closer look, then hastily lowered their heads, unable to bear looking directly at the scene. They were all filled with grief and indignation at what they saw, for Mu Han was an invincible god in their hearts. They would rather be humiliated themselves than see General Mu humiliated like this. How could they have the face to meet General Mu again in the future?

  Feng Ao Tian's momentary unease vanished instantly, and she didn't think much of it. Now that things have come to this, she wanted to see just how high Mu Han Yao's ambitions reached, whether he was as formidable and wise as the rumors claimed.

  Earlier, in her impression, Mu Han Yao didn't leave a deep impression on her. Except for that year when he defeated the Qi Guo and returned to the capital in triumph, Feng Ao Tian followed the previous emperor to personally welcome him at the city gate. At that time, Mu Han Yao was just a young boy, but he put on an air of maturity that made her uncomfortable. This also added to her dislike for Mu Han Yao. In her eyes, except for the previous emperor who was as handsome and elegant as jade, no other man could enter her sight.

  Now, the young man has grown up, he is now kneeling on the ground, unable to move because of being sealed with acupoints, his ancient bronze-colored skin revealing a fierce and cold glow due to the hidden anger.

  At a glance, a pair of pitch-black and profound eyes, with a gaze as cold as stars, two curved eyebrows like painted brushes, a robust body, a majestic appearance, strong bones and muscles, a broad chest, with an aura that can intimidate thousands of men, even the pillar symbolizing male authority exudes an unconcealable overbearing air.

  His face was even more cold and stern than hers, with sharp edges and a strong will that exuded an unyielding majesty. Even now, standing naked in front of everyone, he still possessed a captivating aura that was as imposing as a divine temple.

  Feng Ao Tian can be imagined, if he wore a battle robe, held a long spear, and rode a tall horse, what kind of majesty it would be. With just one person, it's as if thousands of horses and soldiers are standing behind him, making the enemy tremble with fear. Even without saying a word, he has the majestic aura of "one man holding the pass, ten thousand men cannot open". He is destined to stand on this vast land, a war god who makes people tremble at the mere mention of his name.

  She had already made up her mind. Those who follow me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish. If she is lucky, she will use it; if not, she will surely want to eliminate it, otherwise, it will be a disaster.

  Mu Han Yao was also staring straight at Feng Ao Tian, who was sitting upright on the high platform, with an unyielding gaze. His anger was overwhelming, and he couldn't move now, but he would definitely lose control and kill her with one slash of his sword.

  Feng Ao Tian naturally knew about Mu Han Yao's anger, but he didn't think much of it. He looked him up and down without any reserve, a hint of the Regent King's usual playful smile playing on his lips. "It seems that General Mu has been taking good care of himself these past few years, his figure is not bad, but I wonder how his martial arts skills are."

  The overt teasing made the kneeling and silent generals nearby despise the Regent King in their hearts. It seems that the Regent King was indeed tired of playing with the weak and beautiful man, and the soldiers in the camp could no longer satisfy his needs. Now, he likes strong men, but is General Mu the only one he can think of? Unless the Regent King really doesn't want to return to the capital alive, they will protect General Mu even if it means sacrificing their lives, not allowing him to have any disrespect or bullying towards General Mu.

  Mo Han's heart sank, and he stared fiercely at Feng Ao Tian. The chill in his eyes was colder than a thousand years of ice and snow. This kind of gaze was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

  Feng Ao Tian saw Mu Han Yao's expression, and with a wave of his cloud sleeve from his chest, he propped up his chin with his right hand, pretending to be at ease as he sized up Mu Han Yao. Just then, in that fleeting moment, Mu Han Yao's acupoints were already released.

  He sprang up from the ground, drew out the dagger at his waist, and a cold, piercing light flashed in his deep eyes. His footsteps quickened, and the big knife in his hand seemed to condense the power of a thousand gold, every step generating wind, and he charged straight at Feng Ao Tian.

  Si Xi saw the situation and was about to take action, but Feng Ao Tian slightly waved his hand and casually glanced at the heavy and murderous knife light that was stabbing towards him.

  Ji Bai and the others saw this, hastily raised their eyes, and in their hearts they were all shouting in unison, hoping that Mu Han would truly be able to end the Regent King with one sword, otherwise, their future days would be even more difficult.

  Feng Ao Tian's thin lips were slightly pursed, and he gazed coldly at Mu Han Yao who was rushing towards him. His movements were swift and agile, his knife skills extremely fast, and the force of his blows extremely ruthless. If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely be unable to dodge and would be struck by this knife, with no hope of survival.

  However, Mu Han is still calm and composed now, but he has not erased his innate arrogance. Although he has a temper, when encountering extremely infuriating things, even the most patient person will have such normal behavior, let alone him being a majestic general.

  The blade pierced through the icy air that had been accumulating in the tent for a long time, directly striking her heart meridian. However, Feng Ao Tian quickly flashed his body, dodging the blade and striking Mu Han Yao's chest with his palm. He didn't use internal force to collide with him, but instead lightly pinched his chest with his fingers. Before everyone could react, she was already standing behind Mu Han Yao, looking down at her right hand that had just touched his body. Her jade-like fingers clenched slightly, and a cold smile spread across her face as her eyes gleamed with a hint of nostalgia. Her voice, cool as water, pierced through the icy blade, "General Mu's chest muscles are extremely resilient, but... I didn't know, General Mu has such a hobby, enjoying showing off to people."

  Mochan knew early on that Feng's martial arts skills were exceptionally strong, but he had been practicing diligently since childhood and his own skills were profound. Now, watching him effortlessly block the majestic and murderous aura of his one knife, which also carried a hint of lightness, Mochan lowered his eyes, glanced at the spot where their chests touched, and seemed to feel an icy chill pass through. If Feng had truly made a move, he would have lost his life by now.

  He raised his eyes, gazing at Feng Ao Tian in confusion, thinking about everything that had happened from the beginning to now. He was originally working in a quarry, but was forcibly taken away by two mysterious black-clad men. He had been acupunctured and couldn't break free. The two men were extremely fast, their martial arts skills surpassing his own. Therefore, he could only quietly observe and think about where these two men would take him.

  Who would have thought that the two of them took him to a lake and tore his clothes to shreds, throwing him directly into the water, almost drowning him. Just as he was about to lose consciousness, they pulled him out, but instead of giving him clothes, they left him naked, letting the cold wind sweep across his bare body, and forcibly took him to the military camp.

  Digression

  Hehe...... dear friends, sorry about that. Because today is Su Ningmeng's birthday, so the update will be late, muah!