Chapter 74: Your Death Will Lead To My Miserable Life
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Chapter 74: Your Death Will Lead To My Miserable Life
Your Death Will Lead To My Miserable Life . . .
Furthermore, Cha-Eun Xiao had more than just a casual interest in acquiring the spear—it was intended for his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang. This gesture symbolized the old adage: 'fertile soil never went to the fields of strangers.' It conveyed his deep respect for his soon-to-be family and his intention to ensure the prince possessed a fitting weapon.
This act warmed Cha-Eun Xiao's heart. He realized that building strong relationships with his future family members was as important as any other aspect of his life.
The shopkeeper, perhaps realizing the significance of this gift, contemplated for a moment before suggesting a price, albeit one that seemed a tad exorbitant. "750 thousand silver bars. How does that sound to you?"
It was evident that the shopkeeper was attempting to inflate the price. While the spear might not have been ordinary, the most exceptional weapons in the market typically didn't surpass 50 thousand silver bars. Although this spear was undoubtedly superior, pricing it at over 500 thousand silver bars seemed excessive. Even in Cha-Eun Xiao's estimation, it was worth no more than 250 thousand, which was already a generous valuation.
Cha-Eun Xiao knew that the shopkeeper was trying to capitalize on the situation. Perhaps he felt discomforted by the idea that Cha-Eun Xiao would acquire the needles and knives for free, and so, he sought to make a profit from the spear.
The shopkeeper awaited Cha-Eun Xiao's reaction, anticipating that he would either contest the price or engage in extensive negotiations. After all, obtaining such a remarkable weapon for free must have delighted him. The shopkeeper believed that even though the needles and knives were defective and unwanted by others, they held sentimental value as the last creations of the great master. He couldn't imagine Cha-Eun Xiao would haggle over the price of the spear.
However, to the shopkeeper's surprise, Cha-Eun Xiao's response was far from what he expected. He readily agreed, "A fair price. 750 thousand it is. I'll take it."
The shopkeeper was left dumbfounded and skeptical, unable to fathom the audacity of the man before him. He hadn't imagined that such a fool could exist in the world, even in his wildest dreams.
To price a slightly above-average spear at a staggering 750 thousand silver bars, and for the buyer to accept without a second thought—this defied all logic.
Unbeknownst to the shopkeeper, the moment he stated the price of 750 thousand, he unknowingly forfeited the Divine Arms Mill's opportunity to truly flourish in the Land of Han-Yang. Cha-Eun Xiao was not averse to helping those who had earned his favor, especially if they proved to be well-behaved or faced difficulties in the future. However, he wouldn't hesitate to repay the favor with money, making the process much simpler. In Cha-Eun Xiao's eyes, money was a mere trifle.
To him, severing the connection with 750 thousand silver bars was a bargain. His principles revolved around distinguishing between love and hate, repaying debts with gratitude to friends, and exacting vengeance on his enemies.
Nevertheless, he was not rigid. If the Divine Arms Mill ever encountered troubles in the future, Cha-Eun Xiao would be inclined to offer his assistance, as a "favor" similar to the one he had agreed upon with Shen Lian-Zi. It would alleviate the burden of an unpaid debt and give him peace of mind.
Cha-Eun Xiao was delighted as he counted out 750 thousand silver bars, the agreed-upon price for the spear. He handed over the notes to the shopkeeper with a sense of satisfaction, relieved that the transaction had gone smoothly. With the spear now in his possession, he expressed a warm sentiment, saying, "I hope we can see each other again," before turning to leave.
The shopkeeper stood there, holding the stack of notes and watching Cha-Eun Xiao's departing figure. Instead of feeling regretful about earning such a hefty sum, he found himself experiencing a mix of emotions. On one hand, there was a faint sense of wrongdoing, as if he had somehow taken advantage of the situation. But that feeling was fleeting, quickly overshadowed by the immense pleasure of having gained a significant amount of money.
[Ah, the joys of wealth!]
He couldn't help but revel in the fact that he had earned over 650 thousand silver bars from selling just one spear. Considering the materials and craftsmanship, the cost of making the spear had not exceeded 100 thousand silver bars.
Cha-Eun Xiao, now outside the shop, casually tested the spear's design. With a simple swing, he separated it into three parts: the spearhead and two metal sticks. The cleverly designed circular joints allowed for easy reassembly with a satisfying 'ka' sound, making it sturdy enough to withstand various strikes.
He noticed faint patterns on the spear, emitting a refreshing coolness. Cha-Eun Xiao deduced that Wind Copper must have been incorporated during the tempering process, preventing the spear from slipping due to sweat during combat. It not only improved grip but also offered comfort during prolonged use.
Two small words were engraved on the spear: 'Hundred Fights.' It weighed a substantial 78 kilograms.
Glancing back at the Divine Arms Mill, Cha-Eun Xiao couldn't help but display an enigmatic smile. Holding the Hundred Fights Spear, he left the premises with purpose.
He decided not to head home immediately and instead called for a carriage, instructing the driver to take him to the Palace of Hua-Yang. The three spear components were neatly packed in a large cloth bag that he carried.
His visit to the palace served a dual purpose—delivering the spear to his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang, and addressing another matter.
Inside the palace, Prince Hua-Yang was engrossed in a meeting, discussing military strategies and war affairs with his advisors. Although the royal decree had not yet arrived, he knew that his presence on the battlefield was imminent this time.
As the meeting neared its conclusion, Prince Hua-Yang couldn't contain his enthusiasm. He exclaimed, "HA HA. Throughout the years, our passion for battle has never waned. When the decree arrives, my friends, we shall once again fight side by side on the battlefield!"
His loyal companions stood up, expressing their unwavering support. "We will follow Prince Hua-Yang and conquer the battlefield!"
Prince Hua-Yang laughed heartily, his spirit soaring.
Just then, a report came in. "Cha-Eun Xiao, the son of General Cha Nan-Tian, seeks an audience."
One of the advisors quipped, "It seems our son-in-law has come to visit his father-in-law. We won't intrude on your family time, Prince."
The group dispersed with laughter and good-natured banter. Despite the strict military hierarchy, Prince Hua-Yang maintained an amicable relationship with his men. They were like brothers, often sharing light-hearted moments together.
Prince Hua-Yang chuckled heartily as he watched his comrades tease him about his impending family visit. "You rascals never pass up an opportunity, do you?" he said with amusement. He then issued a warning, his tone suddenly turning serious, "Alright, off with all of you. Let me make it clear, when the time comes, and any of you get left behind... you know what awaits you!"
The group of men, having enjoyed their banter, chuckled and promptly made their exit.
With their departure, Prince Hua-Yang's expression changed. He instructed, "Why has this visitor come? Show him to the reception room," and then proceeded there himself with determined strides.
In truth, Prince Hua-Yang was not entirely pleased with his daughter's choice of husband. He had only one child, and the thought of her marrying someone he considered unworthy left a bitter taste in his mouth. If it weren't for the fact that Cha Nan-Tian had once saved his life, and that he had suggested this engagement on a whim, he might not have been so vexed by the recent behavior of the Cha Clan's frivolous scion.
Prince Hua-Yang was renowned as the Kingdom of Chen's top general and the kingdom's War God. His unrivaled status on the battlefield was universally acknowledged.
However, he harbored a secret that only he knew: despite his accomplishments in leading armies, strategizing military campaigns, and engaging in epic battles, he always felt that he fell short in comparison to Cha Nan-Tian.
Yet, Cha Nan-Tian had always remained in the shadows, maintaining an enigmatic low profile and never voluntarily disclosing information about himself.
Prince Hua-Yang couldn't help but lament the situation. He had assumed that a great man like Cha Nan-Tian would naturally have a worthy heir. Little did he know that the man of great valor and resourcefulness would sire a seemingly worthless son.
Regrets at this point were futile.
...
Prince Hua-Yang's voice was aloof as he questioned Cha-Eun Xiao's purpose for being there. His stoic expression revealed no emotion. Deep down, he held a low opinion of Cha-Eun Xiao, but he understood the importance of maintaining composure as a seasoned general. He was accustomed to concealing his true feelings and projecting an air of indifference.
This meeting marked Cha-Eun Xiao's first encounter with his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang.
Princess Hua-Yang, Prince Hua-Yang's wife, was also present, observing her future son-in-law with keen interest. Contrary to rumors, she found him to be well-mannered and far from the frivolous young man some had described. She noted his handsome features and elegant demeanor, forming a favorable impression of him.
Cha-Eun Xiao smiled and replied, "Nothing of great importance, Your Highness. I've heard about the upcoming battle in the south, and the turmoil it's causing in the capital. I'm concerned that our peaceful days may come to an end."
Prince Hua-Yang regarded his future son-in-law with a hint of mockery in his eyes. He seemed to insinuate that Cha-Eun Xiao was a clueless individual, oblivious to the hardships faced by the people, and only interested in enjoying life and revelry.
"Indeed, this may not directly concern you," Prince Hua-Yang retorted, his words straightforward and dismissive. It was evident that he considered Cha-Eun Xiao an ignorant young man who understood nothing of the trials and tribulations faced by the kingdom.
However, Cha-Eun Xiao maintained his composure and continued in a serious tone, "Your Highness, it does concern me. Profoundly so. When you depart for battle, my peaceful days in the capital will undoubtedly come to an end..." nOve)lb.1n
Prince Hua-Yang couldn't help but laugh scornfully. "Ah, it seems you understand this much," he remarked, implying that Cha-Eun Xiao was slightly better than those who were utterly clueless.
"But," Cha-Eun Xiao added with a hint of seriousness, "I also know that if any misfortune befalls you, my days will take a turn for the worse."
His words, while subtly sarcastic, conveyed a genuine concern for the well-being of his future father-in-law.
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Chapter 74: Your Death Will Lead To My Miserable Life
Your Death Will Lead To My Miserable Life . . .
Furthermore, Cha-Eun Xiao had more than just a casual interest in acquiring the spear—it was intended for his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang. This gesture symbolized the old adage: 'fertile soil never went to the fields of strangers.' It conveyed his deep respect for his soon-to-be family and his intention to ensure the prince possessed a fitting weapon.
This act warmed Cha-Eun Xiao's heart. He realized that building strong relationships with his future family members was as important as any other aspect of his life.
The shopkeeper, perhaps realizing the significance of this gift, contemplated for a moment before suggesting a price, albeit one that seemed a tad exorbitant. "750 thousand silver bars. How does that sound to you?"
It was evident that the shopkeeper was attempting to inflate the price. While the spear might not have been ordinary, the most exceptional weapons in the market typically didn't surpass 50 thousand silver bars. Although this spear was undoubtedly superior, pricing it at over 500 thousand silver bars seemed excessive. Even in Cha-Eun Xiao's estimation, it was worth no more than 250 thousand, which was already a generous valuation.
Cha-Eun Xiao knew that the shopkeeper was trying to capitalize on the situation. Perhaps he felt discomforted by the idea that Cha-Eun Xiao would acquire the needles and knives for free, and so, he sought to make a profit from the spear.
The shopkeeper awaited Cha-Eun Xiao's reaction, anticipating that he would either contest the price or engage in extensive negotiations. After all, obtaining such a remarkable weapon for free must have delighted him. The shopkeeper believed that even though the needles and knives were defective and unwanted by others, they held sentimental value as the last creations of the great master. He couldn't imagine Cha-Eun Xiao would haggle over the price of the spear.
However, to the shopkeeper's surprise, Cha-Eun Xiao's response was far from what he expected. He readily agreed, "A fair price. 750 thousand it is. I'll take it."
The shopkeeper was left dumbfounded and skeptical, unable to fathom the audacity of the man before him. He hadn't imagined that such a fool could exist in the world, even in his wildest dreams.
To price a slightly above-average spear at a staggering 750 thousand silver bars, and for the buyer to accept without a second thought—this defied all logic.
Unbeknownst to the shopkeeper, the moment he stated the price of 750 thousand, he unknowingly forfeited the Divine Arms Mill's opportunity to truly flourish in the Land of Han-Yang. Cha-Eun Xiao was not averse to helping those who had earned his favor, especially if they proved to be well-behaved or faced difficulties in the future. However, he wouldn't hesitate to repay the favor with money, making the process much simpler. In Cha-Eun Xiao's eyes, money was a mere trifle.
To him, severing the connection with 750 thousand silver bars was a bargain. His principles revolved around distinguishing between love and hate, repaying debts with gratitude to friends, and exacting vengeance on his enemies.
Nevertheless, he was not rigid. If the Divine Arms Mill ever encountered troubles in the future, Cha-Eun Xiao would be inclined to offer his assistance, as a "favor" similar to the one he had agreed upon with Shen Lian-Zi. It would alleviate the burden of an unpaid debt and give him peace of mind.
Cha-Eun Xiao was delighted as he counted out 750 thousand silver bars, the agreed-upon price for the spear. He handed over the notes to the shopkeeper with a sense of satisfaction, relieved that the transaction had gone smoothly. With the spear now in his possession, he expressed a warm sentiment, saying, "I hope we can see each other again," before turning to leave.
The shopkeeper stood there, holding the stack of notes and watching Cha-Eun Xiao's departing figure. Instead of feeling regretful about earning such a hefty sum, he found himself experiencing a mix of emotions. On one hand, there was a faint sense of wrongdoing, as if he had somehow taken advantage of the situation. But that feeling was fleeting, quickly overshadowed by the immense pleasure of having gained a significant amount of money.
[Ah, the joys of wealth!]
He couldn't help but revel in the fact that he had earned over 650 thousand silver bars from selling just one spear. Considering the materials and craftsmanship, the cost of making the spear had not exceeded 100 thousand silver bars.
Cha-Eun Xiao, now outside the shop, casually tested the spear's design. With a simple swing, he separated it into three parts: the spearhead and two metal sticks. The cleverly designed circular joints allowed for easy reassembly with a satisfying 'ka' sound, making it sturdy enough to withstand various strikes.
He noticed faint patterns on the spear, emitting a refreshing coolness. Cha-Eun Xiao deduced that Wind Copper must have been incorporated during the tempering process, preventing the spear from slipping due to sweat during combat. It not only improved grip but also offered comfort during prolonged use.
Two small words were engraved on the spear: 'Hundred Fights.' It weighed a substantial 78 kilograms.
Glancing back at the Divine Arms Mill, Cha-Eun Xiao couldn't help but display an enigmatic smile. Holding the Hundred Fights Spear, he left the premises with purpose.
He decided not to head home immediately and instead called for a carriage, instructing the driver to take him to the Palace of Hua-Yang. The three spear components were neatly packed in a large cloth bag that he carried.
His visit to the palace served a dual purpose—delivering the spear to his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang, and addressing another matter.
Inside the palace, Prince Hua-Yang was engrossed in a meeting, discussing military strategies and war affairs with his advisors. Although the royal decree had not yet arrived, he knew that his presence on the battlefield was imminent this time.
As the meeting neared its conclusion, Prince Hua-Yang couldn't contain his enthusiasm. He exclaimed, "HA HA. Throughout the years, our passion for battle has never waned. When the decree arrives, my friends, we shall once again fight side by side on the battlefield!"
His loyal companions stood up, expressing their unwavering support. "We will follow Prince Hua-Yang and conquer the battlefield!"
Prince Hua-Yang laughed heartily, his spirit soaring.
Just then, a report came in. "Cha-Eun Xiao, the son of General Cha Nan-Tian, seeks an audience."
One of the advisors quipped, "It seems our son-in-law has come to visit his father-in-law. We won't intrude on your family time, Prince."
The group dispersed with laughter and good-natured banter. Despite the strict military hierarchy, Prince Hua-Yang maintained an amicable relationship with his men. They were like brothers, often sharing light-hearted moments together.
Prince Hua-Yang chuckled heartily as he watched his comrades tease him about his impending family visit. "You rascals never pass up an opportunity, do you?" he said with amusement. He then issued a warning, his tone suddenly turning serious, "Alright, off with all of you. Let me make it clear, when the time comes, and any of you get left behind... you know what awaits you!"
The group of men, having enjoyed their banter, chuckled and promptly made their exit.
With their departure, Prince Hua-Yang's expression changed. He instructed, "Why has this visitor come? Show him to the reception room," and then proceeded there himself with determined strides.
In truth, Prince Hua-Yang was not entirely pleased with his daughter's choice of husband. He had only one child, and the thought of her marrying someone he considered unworthy left a bitter taste in his mouth. If it weren't for the fact that Cha Nan-Tian had once saved his life, and that he had suggested this engagement on a whim, he might not have been so vexed by the recent behavior of the Cha Clan's frivolous scion.
Prince Hua-Yang was renowned as the Kingdom of Chen's top general and the kingdom's War God. His unrivaled status on the battlefield was universally acknowledged.
However, he harbored a secret that only he knew: despite his accomplishments in leading armies, strategizing military campaigns, and engaging in epic battles, he always felt that he fell short in comparison to Cha Nan-Tian.
Yet, Cha Nan-Tian had always remained in the shadows, maintaining an enigmatic low profile and never voluntarily disclosing information about himself.
Prince Hua-Yang couldn't help but lament the situation. He had assumed that a great man like Cha Nan-Tian would naturally have a worthy heir. Little did he know that the man of great valor and resourcefulness would sire a seemingly worthless son.
Regrets at this point were futile.
...
Prince Hua-Yang's voice was aloof as he questioned Cha-Eun Xiao's purpose for being there. His stoic expression revealed no emotion. Deep down, he held a low opinion of Cha-Eun Xiao, but he understood the importance of maintaining composure as a seasoned general. He was accustomed to concealing his true feelings and projecting an air of indifference.
This meeting marked Cha-Eun Xiao's first encounter with his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang.
Princess Hua-Yang, Prince Hua-Yang's wife, was also present, observing her future son-in-law with keen interest. Contrary to rumors, she found him to be well-mannered and far from the frivolous young man some had described. She noted his handsome features and elegant demeanor, forming a favorable impression of him.
Cha-Eun Xiao smiled and replied, "Nothing of great importance, Your Highness. I've heard about the upcoming battle in the south, and the turmoil it's causing in the capital. I'm concerned that our peaceful days may come to an end."
Prince Hua-Yang regarded his future son-in-law with a hint of mockery in his eyes. He seemed to insinuate that Cha-Eun Xiao was a clueless individual, oblivious to the hardships faced by the people, and only interested in enjoying life and revelry.
"Indeed, this may not directly concern you," Prince Hua-Yang retorted, his words straightforward and dismissive. It was evident that he considered Cha-Eun Xiao an ignorant young man who understood nothing of the trials and tribulations faced by the kingdom.
However, Cha-Eun Xiao maintained his composure and continued in a serious tone, "Your Highness, it does concern me. Profoundly so. When you depart for battle, my peaceful days in the capital will undoubtedly come to an end..." nOve)lb.1n
Prince Hua-Yang couldn't help but laugh scornfully. "Ah, it seems you understand this much," he remarked, implying that Cha-Eun Xiao was slightly better than those who were utterly clueless.
"But," Cha-Eun Xiao added with a hint of seriousness, "I also know that if any misfortune befalls you, my days will take a turn for the worse."
His words, while subtly sarcastic, conveyed a genuine concern for the well-being of his future father-in-law.
Chapter 74: Your Death Will Lead To My Miserable Life Your Death Will Lead To My Miserable Life . . . Furthermore, Cha-Eun Xiao had more than just a casual interest in acquiring the spearit was intended for his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang. This gesture symbolized the old adage: 'fertile soil never went to the fields of strangers.' It conveyed his deep respect for his soon-to-be family and his intention to ensure the prince possessed a fitting weapon. This act warmed Cha-Eun Xiao's heart. He realized that building strong relationships with his future family members was as important as any other aspect of his life. The shopkeeper, perhaps realizing the significance of this gift, contemplated for a moment before suggesting a price, albeit one that seemed a tad exorbitant. "750 thousand silver bars. How does that sound to you?" It was evident that the shopkeeper was attempting to inflate the price. While the spear might not have been ordinary, the most exceptional weapons in the market typically didn't surpass 50 thousand silver bars. Although this spear was undoubtedly superior, pricing it at over 500 thousand silver bars seemed excessive. Even in Cha-Eun Xiao's estimation, it was worth no more than 250 thousand, which was already a generous valuation. Cha-Eun Xiao knew that the shopkeeper was trying to capitalize on the situation. Perhaps he felt discomforted by the idea that Cha-Eun Xiao would acquire the needles and knives for free, and so, he sought to make a profit from the spear. The shopkeeper awaited Cha-Eun Xiao's reaction, anticipating that he would either contest the price or engage in extensive negotiations. After all, obtaining such a remarkable weapon for free must have delighted him. The shopkeeper believed that even though the needles and knives were defective and unwanted by others, they held sentimental value as the last creations of the great master. He couldn't imagine Cha-Eun Xiao would haggle over the price of the spear. However, to the shopkeeper's surprise, Cha-Eun Xiao's response was far from what he expected. He readily agreed, "A fair price. 750 thousand it is. I'll take it." The shopkeeper was left dumbfounded and skeptical, unable to fathom the audacity of the man before him. He hadn't imagined that such a fool could exist in the world, even in his wildest dreams. To price a slightly above-average spear at a staggering 750 thousand silver bars, and for the buyer to accept without a second thoughtthis defied all logic. Unbeknownst to the shopkeeper, the moment he stated the price of 750 thousand, he unknowingly forfeited the Divine Arms Mill's opportunity to truly flourish in the Land of Han-Yang. Cha-Eun Xiao was not averse to helping those who had earned his favor, especially if they proved to be well-behaved or faced difficulties in the future. However, he wouldn't hesitate to repay the favor with money, making the process much simpler. In Cha-Eun Xiao's eyes, money was a mere trifle. To him, severing the connection with 750 thousand silver bars was a bargain. His principles revolved around distinguishing between love and hate, repaying debts with gratitude to friends, and exacting vengeance on his enemies. Nevertheless, he was not rigid. If the Divine Arms Mill ever encountered troubles in the future, Cha-Eun Xiao would be inclined to offer his assistance, as a "favor" similar to the one he had agreed upon with Shen Lian-Zi. It would alleviate the burden of an unpaid debt and give him peace of mind. Cha-Eun Xiao was delighted as he counted out 750 thousand silver bars, the agreed-upon price for the spear. He handed over the notes to the shopkeeper with a sense of satisfaction, relieved that the transaction had gone smoothly. With the spear now in his possession, he expressed a warm sentiment, saying, "I hope we can see each other again," before turning to leave. The shopkeeper stood there, holding the stack of notes and watching Cha-Eun Xiao's departing figure. Instead of feeling regretful about earning such a hefty sum, he found himself experiencing a mix of emotions. On one hand, there was a faint sense of wrongdoing, as if he had somehow taken advantage of the situation. But that feeling was fleeting, quickly overshadowed by the immense pleasure of having gained a significant amount of money. Ah, the joys of wealth! He couldn't help but revel in the fact that he had earned over 650 thousand silver bars from selling just one spear. Considering the materials and craftsmanship, the cost of making the spear had not exceeded 100 thousand silver bars. Cha-Eun Xiao, now outside the shop, casually tested the spear's design. With a simple swing, he separated it into three parts: the spearhead and two metal sticks. The cleverly designed circular joints allowed for easy reassembly with a satisfying 'ka' sound, making it sturdy enough to withstand various strikes. He noticed faint patterns on the spear, emitting a refreshing coolness. Cha-Eun Xiao deduced that Wind Copper must have been incorporated during the tempering process, preventing the spear from slipping due to sweat during combat. It not only improved grip but also offered comfort during prolonged use. Two small words were engraved on the spear: 'Hundred Fights.' It weighed a substantial 78 kilograms. Glancing back at the Divine Arms Mill, Cha-Eun Xiao couldn't help but display an enigmatic smile. Holding the Hundred Fights Spear, he left the premises with purpose. He decided not to head home immediately and instead called for a carriage, instructing the driver to take him to the Palace of Hua-Yang. The three spear components were neatly packed in a large cloth bag that he carried. His visit to the palace served a dual purposedelivering the spear to his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang, and addressing another matter. Inside the palace, Prince Hua-Yang was engrossed in a meeting, discussing military strategies and war affairs with his advisors. Although the royal decree had not yet arrived, he knew that his presence on the battlefield was imminent this time. As the meeting neared its conclusion, Prince Hua-Yang couldn't contain his enthusiasm. He exclaimed, "HA HA. Throughout the years, our passion for battle has never waned. When the decree arrives, my friends, we shall once again fight side by side on the battlefield!" His loyal companions stood up, expressing their unwavering support. "We will follow Prince Hua-Yang and conquer the battlefield!" Prince Hua-Yang laughed heartily, his spirit soaring. Just then, a report came in. "Cha-Eun Xiao, the son of General Cha Nan-Tian, seeks an audience." One of the advisors quipped, "It seems our son-in-law has come to visit his father-in-law. We won't intrude on your family time, Prince." The group dispersed with laughter and good-natured banter. Despite the strict military hierarchy, Prince Hua-Yang maintained an amicable relationship with his men. They were like brothers, often sharing light-hearted moments together. Prince Hua-Yang chuckled heartily as he watched his comrades tease him about his impending family visit. "You rascals never pass up an opportunity, do you?" he said with amusement. He then issued a warning, his tone suddenly turning serious, "Alright, off with all of you. Let me make it clear, when the time comes, and any of you get left behind... you know what awaits you!" The group of men, having enjoyed their banter, chuckled and promptly made their exit. With their departure, Prince Hua-Yang's expression changed. He instructed, "Why has this visitor come? Show him to the reception room," and then proceeded there himself with determined strides. In truth, Prince Hua-Yang was not entirely pleased with his daughter's choice of husband. He had only one child, and the thought of her marrying someone he considered unworthy left a bitter taste in his mouth. If it weren't for the fact that Cha Nan-Tian had once saved his life, and that he had suggested this engagement on a whim, he might not have been so vexed by the recent behavior of the Cha Clan's frivolous scion. Prince Hua-Yang was renowned as the Kingdom of Chen's top general and the kingdom's War God. His unrivaled status on the battlefield was universally acknowledged. However, he harbored a secret that only he knew: despite his accomplishments in leading armies, strategizing military campaigns, and engaging in epic battles, he always felt that he fell short in comparison to Cha Nan-Tian. Yet, Cha Nan-Tian had always remained in the shadows, maintaining an enigmatic low profile and never voluntarily disclosing information about himself. Prince Hua-Yang couldn't help but lament the situation. He had assumed that a great man like Cha Nan-Tian would naturally have a worthy heir. Little did he know that the man of great valor and resourcefulness would sire a seemingly worthless son. Regrets at this point were futile. ... Prince Hua-Yang's voice was aloof as he questioned Cha-Eun Xiao's purpose for being there. His stoic expression revealed no emotion. Deep down, he held a low opinion of Cha-Eun Xiao, but he understood the importance of maintaining composure as a seasoned general. He was accustomed to concealing his true feelings and projecting an air of indifference. This meeting marked Cha-Eun Xiao's first encounter with his future father-in-law, Prince Hua-Yang. Princess Hua-Yang, Prince Hua-Yang's wife, was also present, observing her future son-in-law with keen interest. Contrary to rumors, she found him to be well-mannered and far from the frivolous young man some had described. She noted his handsome features and elegant demeanor, forming a favorable impression of him. Cha-Eun Xiao smiled and replied, "Nothing of great importance, Your Highness. I've heard about the upcoming battle in the south, and the turmoil it's causing in the capital. I'm concerned that our peaceful days may come to an end." Prince Hua-Yang regarded his future son-in-law with a hint of mockery in his eyes. He seemed to insinuate that Cha-Eun Xiao was a clueless individual, oblivious to the hardships faced by the people, and only interested in enjoying life and revelry. "Indeed, this may not directly concern you," Prince Hua-Yang retorted, his words straightforward and dismissive. It was evident that he considered Cha-Eun Xiao an ignorant young man who understood nothing of the trials and tribulations faced by the kingdom. However, Cha-Eun Xiao maintained his composure and continued in a serious tone, "Your Highness, it does concern me. Profoundly so. When you depart for battle, my peaceful days in the capital will undoubtedly come to an end..." nOvelb.1nPrince Hua-Yang couldn't help but laugh scornfully. "Ah, it seems you understand this much," he remarked, implying that Cha-Eun Xiao was slightly better than those who were utterly clueless. "But," Cha-Eun Xiao added with a hint of seriousness, "I also know that if any misfortune befalls you, my days will take a turn for the worse." His words, while subtly sarcastic, conveyed a genuine concern for the well-being of his future father-in-law.
