Chapter 1515 - 1513: Honey Trap

Chapter 1513

After three days of rest and strategic layout.

Both strategically and physically, he had regained his vigor.

Will he lose? Impossible!

A cold and icy smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

’Even if the hostage in your hands is a fake Emperor, you cannot escape responsibility for my son’s disappearance!’

’Otherwise, where did these Dragon Boots come from!’

His slender and pale fingers continuously caressed the wooden box, his expression thoughtful.

After three days of careful consideration, he seemed to understand something.

If Suobuno has a fake Emperor, it means... Chenchen has met with misfortune; otherwise, he wouldn’t have his token.

If Suobuno truly has Chenchen, then he won’t hold back.

Exchange the city with one hand and command with the other.

Afterwards... it depends on one’s abilities, doesn’t it?

Either way, this person... he must die!

...

As a flag, like a ghost’s scribble, approached, the messenger promptly delivered the news to the city tower.

"Report to the Taishang Huang, the enemy has arrived with ships and troops at the city gates! Please, Taishang Huang, decide quickly!"

Zhao Junyao withdrew his hand from the box, stood up, and gazed into the distance. Moments later, he gave an order.

"Open the city gates, welcome them!"

"Yes!"

No one hesitated! Everyone took action.

Although proactively opening the city gates to the enemy is rare in history.

They did not doubt, and their morale remained unaffected.

For the Great Chu Dynasty’s sovereignty, for the Emperor’s life, why not risk battle once more?

...

The gigantic city gates slowly opened below the tower.

Suobuno’s smile widened as he gazed upon the city he had long coveted, laughing in satisfaction.

"Hahaha... The Great Chu Dynasty truly is a nation of etiquette! So trustworthy, this Monarch is very pleased, very pleased!"

As he finished speaking, Zhao Junyao, accompanied by his men, stepped out from inside the gates.

He squinted, smiling at his overconfident opponent, a cold gleam flickering in his eyes.

"Taishang Huang must have been waiting for some time, it was my fault, please forgive me!"

Zhao Junyao offered a false smile.

"No problem, please!"

"If so, then I won’t stand on ceremony!"

Suobuno looked at the city soon to be his own, filled with joy.

He disregarded walking alongside Taishang Huang, striding ahead, wishing he could suddenly sprout wings and fly inside.

He marched like a bandit entering a city, greedily peering around, occasionally turning back to Zhao Junyao to ask.

"These buildings and houses will be ours, right?"

Zhao Junyao, a bit annoyed, still maintained his patience.

"Of course!"

Suobuno felt happy, marched a few more steps like a bandit, momentarily spotted pale-skinned young women among the crowd.

His eyes squinted.

"Taishang Huang, these..."

Initially wanting to ask if these women were also theirs, he felt it inappropriate, changing his tone to a serious one.

"These people... are they also ours?"

Zhao Junyao saw through his intentions, his face darkened.

"We only spoke of ceding land, not of handing over the people. Southern Ocean Monarch, please don’t joke."

Once said, the gleam in Suobuno’s eyes dimmed instantly, his expression somewhat dissatisfied.

Zhao Junyao pretended not to notice and continued moving forward.

At the arranged reception restaurant within the city, he offered a false smile.

"Please!"

If things go smoothly, this reception would end in a straightforward exchange of people and city.

However, Suobuno suddenly changed his mind.

He took a glance at the luxurious three-story restaurant and then at Guangnan City’s streets, suddenly speaking slyly.

"Taishang Huang, I know you wish to proceed quickly!"

"But... you must show some sincerity!"

"I am unfamiliar with this land, coming from afar, shouldn’t you take me around the city?"

Zhao Junyao clenched his teeth in anger.

"You..."

"Taishang Huang, don’t get angry, it’s just a tour!" Suobuno quickly replied.

"We are, after all, soon-to-be neighboring countries, shouldn’t we establish good relations?"

"Truth be told, you might laugh; our Southern Ocean Kingdom’s people never lived in decent houses, often plagued by winds, unable to reside in good homes!"

"Guangnan is different, look at these exquisite pavilions and buildings!"

"This is my first time seeing them!"

"And the other places in the city, many of which I haven’t seen, I’m quite curious!"

"Could Taishang Huang kindly take me for a walk and explain your... what is it? Oh, customs and culture!"

He learned through imitation, regurgitating a series of flattering words.

Zhao Junyao couldn’t say much more and could only remind.

"You may look around!"

"After we exchange people and city, I’ll explain everything to you!"

"Now you’ve traveled far; let’s first go eat and rest!"

Suobuno was somewhat reluctant, wanting to say more.

Zhao Junyao gave Li Deming a look.

Almost instantly, a group of brightly-clad beautiful women rushed out of the restaurant.

They had snow-white skin, slender waists, coquettish voices, emitting a fragrant scent of rouge.

"Sir..."

"Why aren’t you coming in?"

"Why are you standing at the door!"

"Come, sir!"

Their voices were sweet like oriole birds in spring, their soft, tender tones irresistible to any man.

Suobuno, inexperienced as he was, was no exception.

He softened instantly, abandoning Zhao Junyao to enter with weak knees.

"Coming, coming, ladies, I’m coming!"

Zhao Junyao: "..."

He inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally got him inside, regardless of everything else, Chenchen must be saved first.

These days, while preparing to deal with Suobuno, he’d ordered investigations into Chenchen’s whereabouts, yet gained nothing.

Now hope rested with the Southern Ocean Kingdom.

Despite slim chances, one thing was certain, Chenchen had contact with people from the Southern Ocean Kingdom.

That was enough, at least the direction wouldn’t be wrong.

...

Finishing his thoughts, he lowered his head and entered the restaurant.

The female dancers just now were specially summoned by him, with the purpose of dealing with Suobuno.

Indeed, it was the beauty trap.

The opponent was lecherous; as long as there was wine and beauties, he’d soon be drunk.

At that moment...

"Taishang Huang, why are you dawdling, hurry up!"

An indecent voice came, Zhao Junyao instantly frowned.

Indeed, a bandit is a bandit.

How to describe such a tone? Perhaps like a greedy miser meeting mountains of gold and silver, a lustful man encountering peerlessly beautiful women.

The eager, restless impatience all mixed in the voice, filthy and vulgar, making one feel nauseated.

Only for his son, Zhao Junyao endured, responding with a voice, stepping forward.

Suddenly, he felt somewhat ironic internally.

Unexpectedly, after a clean life, he might not preserve his dignity in the end.

Uncertain how Qingqing would react if she knew; she’d certainly be upset.