692 - The Lioness From Hedong Roars

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Chapter 692 - The Lioness From Hedong Roars

Su Ran naturally wouldn't take this lying down. The two of them both had their hands on the same fishing pole while the other hand was being used to battle. Their movements were like lightning and so fast that the people watching could only see a faint shadow. It was a dizzying sight.

Hou Xiaoliang fared better. He had already seen his master's fierce side before. Wutong, on the other hand, observed all of this with her mouth wide open and her eyes bugged out. She was usually a very lively person but now resembled a stunned simpleton.

The two of them were making quite a ruckus as they fought energetically. Yu Xiaocao, who had been trying to fish at the side, noticed that not a single fish could be seen for quite some time and became infuriated. She threw her fishing pole to the side and stamped her feet. She took in a deep breath and screamed in a shrewish manner, "The two of you!! Stop right now--"

The two supreme experts reacted immediately to the roar of the lioness and froze. Each of them still had a hand on the fishing pole while the other one was still in the middle of their next movement. They looked as if they had been frozen in a certain moment in time. The two of them turned their heads to look at Yu Xiaocao, who had her hands on her hips, and sheepish expressions surfaced on their faces.

"If you guys want to fight, go fight in the river! Not only are you two messing up my fishing, but if two also accidentally damage the ship while sparring, what are we supposed to do? Greet the fishes personally in the water?" Yu Xiaocao furiously glared at the two childish culprits, whose combined ages were over sixty. She resembled a teacher scolding some wayward students. Although she wasn't old in age or tall, her demeanor was quite imposing.

The old official at the back of the ship had heard the ruckus and looked over to see this surprising scene. He was stunned speechless. The people being scolded like schoolboys were not easy folk to deal with. One was the cruel and merciless, infamous head of the imperial hidden guards, while the other was an imperial prince, a highly skilled war hero with a face as cold as a glacier.. Despite their reputations, they were both acting like weak little chickens in front of the young woman and taking her scoldings like meek children.

It wasn't completely surprising that Imperial Prince Xu was taking this without a peep. After all, he was the husband of the great imperial envoy and Official Wu had heard the rumors in the capital that the price was a husband who pampered his wife to no end. Chief Steward Su's reaction, on the other hand, completely perplexed him. This man who was clothed entirely in white was obediently accepting his verbal punishment with a smiling face. Was he truly the same Chief Steward Su who was known to be vicious, cunning, and cold to his bones?

"Then ah...may I ask, Great Imperial Envoy, how should we be fighting in the river?" Su Ran meekly asked. Were they supposed to compete in swimming and catching fish in the water?

Yu Xiaocao gave a sidelong glance at the two people and crossed her arms in front of her chest. She tapped the deck with one foot as she huffed, "Aren't you both very skilled ah? Hmph! Here are two pieces of wood. You both can stand on them while they float in the river and you two can fight up to three hundred passes. Whoever's shoes don't get wet is the winner!" Following that, she threw in two pieces of wood that were about the size of a person's palm straight into the water. They were quite thin but she hinted at them to get started!

Zhu Junyang and Su Ran exchanged looks as they didn't know whether they should cry or laugh at the little lass's absurd expectation. Zhu Junyang let go of the fishing pole that he had been fighting with Su Ran over and walked towards his wife. He pointed at the pieces of wood, which were halfway submerged in the water, and said, "Do you want to kill me, your husband ah? That piece of wood wouldn't be able to hold a bird that landed on it, let alone me, alright?"

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