"Lai Jungang, our deputy chief hall master was just dismissed by the Great Qian Imperial Prefecture and no longer has any connection to it. What are your intentions, stirring up trouble now?" Ning Jue demanded furiously.
"Doesn't he want to be Grand Tutor to the Crown Prince? If he has that ability, why doesn't he dare fight me?" Lai Jungang looked overbearing.
"Lai Jungang, you're several thousand years old, after all. Aren't you ashamed to compete so fiercely with a junior?" Zhao Dan asked.
Whoosh!
Lai Jungang flew into a rage and blew a breath at him, sending Zhao Dan tumbling into the distance.
"What the hell are you, boasting shamelessly about challenging me?" Tang Wen gave him a sidelong glance and sneered.
"You brat, Tang Wen! Today, I, Lai Jungang, will challenge you to your death! Your death!" Lai Jungang's eyes bulged with fury as he thrust a hand at Tang Wen.
"Fuck off!" Tang Wen reached out. With a sharp smack, Lai Jungang was slapped away, spitting blood and tumbling all the way into the imperial palace.
Thinking there was an assassin, the palace guards hurried over, only to find Lai Jungang lying limp on the ground, unable even to get up.
"Grand Tutor, who injured you?" a guard asked.
"Lai Jungang, remember this: keep your tail tucked between your legs from now on. Otherwise, I'll beat you every time I see you." Tang Wen's voice rang out over the imperial palace.
Naturally, all the ministers and generals discussing affairs in the hall heard him. Every face filled with shock.
"Tang Wen, you stirred up trouble without cause and beat a high official of the imperial prefecture. Do you truly take me for a mere ornament?" the emperor's voice rang out.
"Lai Jungang started it. He said he