One of the samurai saw Su Fei three people standing on the roadside.
Don't dodge or avoid.
A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he actually raised his riding crop on purpose.
He deliberately pulled it towards Su Fei, shouting something in his mouth.
It probably means shouting Su Fei to give way.
"Bold."
Zhang San, Li Si saw this, their expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly wanted to step forward to stop them.
Su Fei remained calm, but turned slightly sideways, easily avoiding the riding whip.
Then, with a cold look in his eyes, he reached out his right hand and grabbed the warrior's riding whip as fast as lightning.
The samurai didn't expect Su Fei to be able to easily grab his riding whip. A look of surprise appeared on his face, and he hurriedly pulled hard to get the riding whip back.
But Su Fei's hands were like iron pliers. No matter how hard he exerted force, the riding whip would not move at all.
"Who are you? You dare to stop me."
The warrior shouted angrily, his tone full of arrogance.
He is the guard of a noble Fusang Kingdom. He is used to being domineering, but no one here has dared to treat him like this.
Su Fei couldn't understand what he said, but he could guess what he meant. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound, and the riding whip was broken by him.
The warrior's face changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He didn't expect that the seemingly ordinary man in green shirt in front of him could be so strong. He jumped off the horse suddenly.
He pulled out the Japanese sword from his waist, and with an arrogant look on his face, he was about to slash at Su Fei.
When the people around him saw this, they were so frightened that they fled away, their faces full of horror.
They all know that the Fusang Kingdom warrior is so powerful that those who offend him never end well.
Zhang San, Li Si also pulled out Spring Embroidered Saber, stood in front of Su Fei, and glared at the warrior.
Su Fei waved his hand, signaling Zhang San and Li Si to step back.
He walked slowly to the warrior, looked at him with cold eyes, and exuded an aura of aura.
The warrior felt the aura of Su Fei, and an inexplicable fear arose in his heart, and the hand holding the Japanese sword began to tremble slightly.
He wanted to slash with the knife, but found that his body refused to obey his orders.
Su Fei didn't talk nonsense to him, he just raised his right hand and slapped him lightly.
There was a crisp snapping sound.
The warrior was slapped by Su Fei and turned around in a circle. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and several teeth were lost.
He became dizzy and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.
When several other warriors saw this, their expressions changed drastically. They jumped off their horses, drew out their Japanese swords, and wanted to attack Su Fei.
"Get out!"
Su Fei shouted coldly, the sound was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
The warrior's momentum exploded instantly, like an invisible giant wave, sweeping towards several warriors.
Several warriors turned pale, and fell to the ground uncontrollably. Their whole bodies were shaking, and they couldn't even hold the Japanese swords in their hands, and they fell to the ground.
They looked at Su Fei as if they were seeing their gods.
His eyes were full of fear, and he didn't dare to make the slightest move.
Su Fei glanced at them, ignored them, turned to Zhang San and Li Si and said.
"Let's go, I see there's nothing to see here."
The three of them turned and left, leaving only the common people and a few trembling warriors.
The scene just now completely subverted their understanding of samurai.
No one thought that the usually arrogant and domineering samurai would have such a miserable side.
On the way back to the post house, Zhang San couldn't help but say.
"Marquis Su, that slap you just gave me was such a relief."
"Those Fusang warriors are too arrogant."
"No one in our Great Xuan would be so arrogant."
Su Fei smiled faintly.
"They're just clowns, not worth mentioning."
Su Fei turned around and left with Zhang San and Li Si, and soon returned to the posthouse area where envoys from various countries were accommodated.
I happened to see a group of people gathered at the door of the post house next door. One of them, Su Fei, knew him. It was the Fusang Kingdom receptionist Inoue Yuichi who had received them before.
At this moment, Inoue Yuichi had a proud look on his face, and he was introducing the situation of the post house to the group of people in front of him with saliva flying around.
Su Fei looked across the crowd and fell on a woman in the middle of the group.
The woman was wearing a long red dress with embroidered patterns on the hem, and she looked graceful and graceful.
He wore a red scarf on his face, covering most of his face, revealing a pair of clear eyes and a fair and slender neck.
There was an imperceptible hint of loneliness and alienation in his eyes.
Behind her, there were four women wearing blue maid uniforms, who looked a bit like maids.
Li Si said.
"Marquis Su, do you think that group of people is a bit strange?"
"They are not worried about the inconvenience for bringing so many female relatives out."
Su Fei also feels a little strange.
Most missions to other countries are for state affairs.
It is indeed not very convenient to bring a female dependent.
Su Fei said to Zhang San, Li Si.
"Go and inquire and find out who they are."
"Yes!" they both responded in unison, quietly walking past the crowd and finding a corner to listen.
Inoue Yuichi's voice was not quiet, and from time to time he would use blunt Great Xuan mixed with Fusang to communicate. Zhang San and Li Si quickly figured out the general situation.
The two of them quickly returned to Su Fei, and Zhang San said with a somewhat strange look on his face.
"Marquis Su, this is really strange. These people are the messengers of Great Yan. The woman in the red dress is the princess Ji Yuyan of Great Yan."
"They brought Princess Great Yan, who was married to the Fusang Kingdom Ancestor Takeda."
"What?"
Su Fei Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, which really surprised him.
He originally thought that Fusang Kingdom spent three years asking for the princess of another country, and no other country would pay any attention to it.
He didn't expect that the country was really willing to do this, and it hadn't even waited three years.
So he took the initiative to send the princess over for marriage.
Su Fei frowned slightly and continued to ask.
"Great Yan How could this happen?"
Zhang San sorted out his thoughts and continued.
"My subordinates just listened to their conversation and probably figured out the reason. This Great Yan was also an established big country before, with a vast territory and not weak national strength."
"But later, our Great Xuan and the western Great Chu rose up one after another, expanded year after year, and swallowed up a lot of Great Yan's territory, so Great Yan was weakened a lot."
"Today's Great Yan is only a medium-sized country."
"The national power is much stronger than Fusang Kingdom, but now that Fusang Kingdom has given birth to the Celestial Person Realm, Fusang Kingdom's strength has surpassed Great Yan."
"This Great Yan does not have the Celestial Person Realm ancestor in charge. Great Yan wants to cling to Fusang's Celestial Person ancestor through marriage, so he took the initiative to send the princess to come and get married."
Li Si added on the side.
"My subordinates heard that this Ji Princess Yuyan is also a very favored person in Great Yan. She is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting."