[COMPLETE] Beauty Feng Vol. 1

Chapter 42: Suliang's God

Feng Yanyan felt like he was facing a small dog that liked to bark in high pitch.

The man before him was slightly taller than him but he had no sense of personal space. He stood too close to Beauty Feng and was demanding to go on a drink.

Who in the world is this person?

Feng Yanyan swept his gaze to the people all around. Then his eyes darted to Long Sangyu who by now, had an ugly expression.

"General Su should mind his manners."

The General Su person gave a lopsided grin. "Prince Ping, I've always been called a monkey. Monkeys never have manners. It would be a surprise if I have them. Gubahahaha!"

Feng Yanyan was slack-jawed. Someone dared to talk back like he always wanted!

Waah he was so jealous!

Although this man had a weird laugh and a scar on his forehead, his personality was straightforward and simple.

"Come, brother Feng. I, the General in command of the Outer Districts, will treat you to drinks today!"

Just like that, Feng Yanyan was called "brother" and was dragged by a stranger.

He was flabbergasted how the prince actually let the General go. His highness didn't even pretend to put up a fight!

He wanted to shout what if he got kidnapped but stopped himself. It wasn't wise to yell at the prince.

Behind them, Long Sangyu's annoyance was soaring to the heavens. In all of Suliang, there were several people who didn't give him royal respect.

It so happened that those people were mostly high ranking commanders of his sister. He felt like they all treated him as a child.

But what he couldn't accept was that General Su, who was only two years older and practically grew up with him, also gave the same treatment. They had been enemies since childhood.

Even if his Highness wanted to protest, he would just lose more of his face.

"A'Bao, have two men follow them then report back to this prince!"

His men mobilized at once. They were more disciplined than they were a month ago. Uncle Hao didn't give them any break at all.

General Su kept his arms on Feng Yanyan's shoulder like they were bosom brothers.

"Say, aren't you too relaxed?" It was the same cheerful voice.

What relaxed was he saying? Feng Yanyan asked in his mind. He was too uncomfortable with the arm almost wrapping his neck. This man couldn't be planning to kill him, could he?

"You're too thin, I can even throw you all the way across that street!" He kept chattering even without getting answers.

But a while later, his tone suddenly went on edge. "You know, in the army not everyone is loyal."

Feng Yanyan's pupils shrunk. "General, someone like me doesn't need to know these things. All I know is if you had bad intentions, there's no way Wangye wouldn't know."

He gave a brilliant smile. "Wangye is the god watching over Suliang... Well, I guess we can't underestimate Junwang's intelligence either."

The latter part was somewhat forced.

Hearing this, General Su paused only to laugh out loud. Feng Yanyan stared at him like he was crazy.

As he wiped the tears from his eyes, he began to talk again. "Interesting, you think she is a God?"