Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 121: Reminder
Chu Yang was so furious that he felt dizzy, gritting his teeth and pointing at Cheng Ziang's nose, he roared, "You tell me… you tell me… I asked you to monitor and deal with the enemy, and yet you were used by someone to set a trap against me without even realizing it! And you still act so self-satisfied!"
"You, you, you…" Chu Yang's finger trembled, breathing heavily in anger, "Do you know how the pig's grandmother died?"
Cheng Ziang, who was being berated to the point of feeling disoriented, reflexively asked in confusion, "How did she die?"
"She died from being stupid! Damn it!" Chu Yang shouted, unable to contain his rage, "With your kind of intelligence, how could you still come here to take credit? How could you be so proud? How could you think you are clever? How could you mock others with such arrogance? How could you… how could you have such thick skin!"
"Hahaha…" Chen Yutong finally couldn't hold back, crouching on the ground with her belly held, tears streaming down her face, slapping the ground, gasping for breath, her whole body trembling with laughter.
I can't take it anymore. Even if I get beheaded next, I have to laugh it out…
After a storm of thunderous fury, Chu King of Hell finally vented most of his anger and coldly said, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Both Chen Yutong and Cheng Ziang looked a little downcast. "Nothing more," Chen Yutong said, while Cheng Ziang looked like a frostbitten eggplant, embarrassed and without a place to hide…
"If there's nothing more, why are you still standing here? Do you think you two look very handsome? Do you want me to find you a wife? Huh?!" Chu Yang slammed the table and shouted like thunder, "Why don’t you hurry up and invite the crown prince over? Do you still need me to teach you this?! Is it so enjoyable to stand here and get scolded? Huh?!"
The two of them wished they had two more legs to run faster, and in an instant, they disappeared without a trace from the hall.
Inside a small room, Wu Qianqian was holding a pen, laughing to the point of losing breath, continuously rubbing her little belly, desperately covering her mouth, her fragrant shoulders shaking uncontrollably…
It was the first time she had seen Chu Yang so thunderously angry. But when Chu Yang was angry… it really could make people laugh to death…
Of course, the targets of his anger would never find it funny.
After a while, Chu Yang entered with a cup of tea. Wu Qianqian was still laughing so hard she was gasping; Chu Yang was stunned, "Is it that funny?"
Wu Qianqian called out "Mom," almost laughing herself to death with that one sentence. After a long time, she finally managed to control herself, but she still occasionally twitched her shoulders.
"Chu Yang… puff..." Wu Qianqian tried hard to say, "Will you… cause resentment by scolding like that?"
"Absolutely not!" Chu Yang replied confidently, "When scolding… you need to maintain balance. Right now, those two are mutually gloating and feeling sorry for each other—it's perfectly balanced. Besides, the mistakes they made today are truly unforgivable. If I don’t give them a good scolding, something big will happen sooner or later."
Saying this, Chu Yang sighed, feeling a bit disheartened.
Wu Qianqian laughed again, "But you did lose your temper a bit this time."
"I had no choice but to lose it." Chu Yang sighed, "The current Butian Pavilion has not yet formed true combat power. To compete with Diwu Qingrou, these people can’t even compare to a single hair of hers. The only way is to find one mistake and hit hard each time, slowly hammering it out. Only then can we barely fight!"
"If we speak softly every day… by the time Diwu Qingrou attacks, they will still have this irresponsible attitude…" Chu Yang took a breath, "The more I scold them now, the less we will suffer in the future…"
"You must remember, the iron-blooded military spirit and fierce morale are not cultivated, they are forged through battles, through scolding!" Chu Yang said slowly.