"How dare you speak to this prince like that!?"
The eighth prince stared at Yang Ling in shock, seemingly not having expected such disrespect from him!
The Grand Ancestor's expression darkened, and he said coldly:
"Is this how the Rong State treats its guests? Since we are so unwelcome, we needn't have come!"
Yang Ling cupped his fists. "Get lost."
"..."
"You mustn't, Lord Yang!"
The directors from the Six Ministries hurried forward, their eyes filled with panic.
Chu Pinglan and the other two were utterly stunned as well. None of them had expected things to turn out this way.
Chu Pinglan hurriedly said, "Please don't misunderstand. Our lord merely speaks his mind. He means no harm!"
"Hmph? You call this speaking his mind? Offending me is one thing, but where does that leave the eighth prince's dignity?"
The Grand Ancestor spoke sinisterly, yet showed no intention whatsoever of leaving.
Yang Ling grew increasingly certain of his guess.
"You really do have a filthy mouth!"
The eighth prince sneered repeatedly. "It seems your Rong State has a problem with our Great Dream Dynasty?"
Yang Ling said, "Are you leaving or not?"
"Lord Yang!"
The officials from the Six Ministries regretted coming immensely. Had they known this would happen, they would never have come today!
But it was too late to leave now!
The eighth prince burst into laughter and rolled up his sleeves.
"Come on. This prince will fight you today. Let's see what gives you the right to be so arrogant!"
"Please calm down, eighth prince. If these treasures are to be stored in the Iron Clothes Department, we really do need to open the crates and inspect them.
Only then can we ensure the treasures' safety."
Chu Pinglan hurriedly said, "Lord Yang only wants to make absolutely certain