Murong Qingyu was slightly suffocated in his heart, and glanced at Murong Tianyun.

"Prince Qian, this is the Chamber of Commerce of the Five Nations, and at this moment, all the representatives of the Five Nations have entered the palace." Murong Tianyun spoke.

The three brothers of the Baili family have always been passed down by the world to be superb, as if no one can surpass them. But in Murong Qianyun's opinion, he would not be weaker than these three brothers in terms of appearance or ability. If he was given a chance to soar one day, he could promise that he would be even more dazzling than these brothers.

"Where did the dogs bark here?"

Regarding Murong Qianyun's words, Baili Han didn't pay attention to it at all, and he didn't intend to give face. The deep eyes were like a vast and choppy sea, almost swallowing Murong Dumping.

In such an insult, Murong Tianyun was shocked by Baili Han for a while, although he was angry, he didn't know what to say for a while.

His son has always been his heart, a person who is more important than his own life. At this moment, Baili Han insulted his excellent son so much, how could Murong Qingyu not be angry?

"Prince Qian," Murong Qingyu arched his hand and said, "I respect you as the Prince of Northern Wei and treat you with courtesy, why is Your Excellency so hurtful?" ”

"Be courteous?" Baili Hanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes that were as bright as cold stars suddenly cooled down again.

"Keeping this king and the Northern Wei caravan out of the door is called courtesy? Are you illiterate? If you don't know how to use words, don't use them indiscriminately. As for this person......" Baili Han pointed at Murong Qianyun, without the slightest thought of letting him go, and said in a deep voice:

"This king has never seen him, is he a courtesy official of your Nanyue court? If not, why speak instead of South Vietnam? Neither is he a ceremonial official, nor is he qualified to replace Nanyue, and he is still barking here and hurting people, saying that he is a dog and that this king has lifted him up. ”

Bai Lihan's words made everyone bow their heads and laugh.

Generalissimo Murong is a hot minister in South Vietnam, even if he has opinions about their father and son on weekdays, who dares to say about them? Now that these two Nanyue Buddhas have been humiliated in public by Prince Qian, it is really ...... What a joy!

"This is Murong Qianyun!" Murong Qingyu gritted his teeth and replied.

Ignoring Murong Qingyu's almost murderous eyes at the moment, the vicious little factor in Baili Han's body began to make trouble: "This king doesn't care which onion you are, if it's your son, discipline it well, the son is not the godfather's fault!" ”

Murong Qingyu, who was smiling again, couldn't hold back the anger in his heart at the moment, and wanted to fly up and kick this hateful Baili Han off his horse.

With a cold snort, Murong Qingyu reported to his home: "Below is Murong Qingyu, the generalissimo of South Vietnam, this is the little Murong Tianyun, and the handsome is here to welcome the distinguished guests of various countries on the order of the emperor." Prince Qian, just now you insulted Xiao'er for no reason, and ask Prince Qian to make amends to Xiao'er. ”

"Reparations?" Baili Han looked like he was watching a bad joke told by an idiot, and a smile rose on the corner of his lips. Although this iceberg beauty smiled, no one felt that this smile was warm. Compared to the temperature of this smile, everyone would rather he not smile.

"Although this South Vietnam is located in the south, the weather is not hot. The Generalissimo shouldn't have been dizzy from heat stroke after standing for a long time, right? You yourself did not discipline your son well, and you made a mistake and let the distinguished guests of other countries make amends for your son's sins. As the generalissimo of South Vietnam, his brain is so easily confused,

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