My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 263 Zeng Anmin: Bai Ziqing, you dare to hit me? ?

Zeng Anmin changed the clothes of King Nan and put them on.

Bai Ziqing was panting as he put clothes on King Nan.

A vivid image of the King of the South appeared before Bai Ziqing.

"It really is……"

Bai Ziqing looked at the lifelike "King of the South" in front of him.

The amazement in his eyes never stopped.

He circled around Zeng Anmin, back and forth.

As they walked, they said, “Tsk tsk.”

"It looks like it!"

"Brother Quan Fu, how did you do it? It's so similar!"

"What do you mean by like?" Zeng Anmin frowned slightly. He looked at Bai Ziqing with dissatisfaction and said in a dignified voice:

"I am the King of the South."

"Hiss~" Bai Ziqing took a breath of cold air.

He nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, you are the King of the South!"

But after saying this, Bai Ziqing touched his chin:
"Will no one find out? Although Nanjiang is a barbarian, because of the Eastern Religion, its extraordinary foundation is no less than that of our Great Saint Dynasty..."

"Some old ghosts who have practiced for many years or some treasures can also verify the authenticity of the identity..."

"I have already said that I am the Southern King, Bai Tidu, please be careful with your words."

Zeng Anmin looked at Bai Ziqing unkindly:
"Don't admit your mistakes again."

Bai Ziqing was stunned.

He looked at the majestic and dignified "King of the South" in front of him.

For a moment, he looked a little dazed.

He was already a little confused.

"Brother Quan Fu, I think the play should be acted more realistically." Bai Ziqing slapped his forehead as if he remembered something.

His expression was extremely malicious, and he looked at Zeng Anmin sinisterly.

"What do you mean?" Zeng Anmin frowned, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Before Prince Nan fled from the battlefield, he slapped me." Bai Ziqing couldn't help gritting his teeth when he mentioned this.

He looked at the body of King Nan on the ground and couldn't help but kicked it again.

"So what?" Zeng Anmin had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Given my personality, even if I saved the King of the South, it would be for the public good."

"But as for personal feelings, how could I not fight back?" Bai Ziqing finally showed his true colors and exposed his claws.

He even rubbed his hands excitedly.

Looking at Zeng Anmin, the smile on his face was extremely sinister:
"So if I don't leave a mark on your face, won't it arouse suspicion when I go back?"

Zeng Anmin: …

He had forgotten all about it.

No, this little thing... is quite calculating!

"Then be gentle~"

"Pa bang bang~"

"Ah~"

……

"Let's go!"

Bai Ziqing looked at the red mark on "King of the South"'s face with satisfaction.

The smile on his lips couldn't be stopped.

Zeng Anmin just looked at him expressionlessly.

"Oh, don't look at me like that. I'm doing this for our own good." Bai Ziqing chuckled. He even felt that he might not be willing to wash his hands for several days.

"Ah."

Zeng Anmin glanced at him calmly, then looked to the side:
"What are you going to do with these two bodies?"

"This is easy." Bai Ziqing grinned, and then his aura slowly increased.

His expression also turned serious.

But as his figure flashed, the martial arts energy in his body turned into several blue cold airs and went towards the two corpses.

"Oh!"

next moment.

The body was frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Destroy it."

Bai Ziqing's cold voice sounded.

"Bang!!"

The corpse shattered into pieces, turning into ice chips all over the sky.

…………

Mission team.

The "King of the South" was held under Bai Ziqing's shoulder in an awkward position.

In order to imitate more like.

Zeng Anmin and Bai Ziqing were discussing the King of the South's every move on their way back.

An hour later, the sky gradually brightened.

Zeng Anmin also imitated the Southern King's every move perfectly.

Anyway, during the time he was on the diplomatic mission, he was the King of the South.

When Zeng Anmin and Bai Ziqing appeared, Duke Cao, a third-rank military man of the Dajiang Dynasty, instantly appeared in front of them.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Bai Ziqing's face was cold. He glanced indifferently at Zeng Anmin who was tucked under his arm.

Just throw it away.

"Bang~"

The "King of the South" rolled on the ground in a mess.

After standing up, the two slap marks on his face were very obvious.

Seeing this scene, there was no extra expression on Duke Cao's face.

He just glanced at "King of the South".

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he smiled and looked towards Bai Ziqing:
"Hard."

"Yes." Bai Ziqing nodded calmly, and then said to Duke Cao:

"I can't hand over the Southern King to you now. You have to wait until we reach the capital of Jiang State and meet your country's emperor."

Duke Cao chuckled. He glanced at the "King of the South" and then at Bai Ziqing:

"Of course I understand the rules, but how did you get the Southern King back, and how did you fight with the person who took the Southern King away..."

"Tell me about this, so I can continue investigating."

"Thieves have openly attacked the envoys and kidnapped the Southern King. If this case is not thoroughly investigated, Your Majesty will not punish me."

"Ah."

Bai Ziqing could understand naturally. He stretched out his hand towards the big tent:
"please."

"please."

Zeng Anmin followed the two of them silently.

"Da da da."

Footsteps sounded.

Passing by a pile of corpses.

The bodies were mixed.

There are grapes from the Imperial City Bureau.

There is the man in black who came to kill last night.

Seeing these corpses, Bai Ziqing paused.

He looked at the corpses of the imperial city's Si Tizi with complicated eyes.

"Ugh."

He sighed.

Duke Cao stopped and glanced at Bai Ziqing, then at the corpses. However, his eyes fell on the bodies of the men in black.
"I arrived a little late last night."

"We can only take action to deal with these men in black."

"If it had been earlier, there wouldn't have been so many deaths in your delegation."

Bai Ziqing heard this and forced a smile:
"The incident happened suddenly, and no one expected it. Ziqing doesn't blame the Duke at this time."

Duke Cao smiled and nodded, then followed Bai Ziqing into the tent.

"Someone is coming."

Bai Ziqing glanced indifferently at the "King of the South" who was following behind him.

"Please ask His Royal Highness the Southern King to return to his carriage."

"Yes."

Two people from the Imperial City Bureau came, and they looked at Zeng Anmin with unfriendly eyes.

After all, they all remembered the scene where the King of the South slapped Bai Ziqing last night.

"Hurry up!"

A grape pushed Zeng Anmin hard.

Zeng Anmin felt a little aggrieved.

He glared at Bai Ziqing with hatred inwardly.

Bai Ziqing showed no sign of abnormality on his face, and continued to chat and laugh with Duke Cao of Nanjiang.

……

Zeng Anmin sat in the carriage.

This carriage was prepared by the Great Saint Dynasty for the King of the South.

The specifications are not low.

Except for the lack of servants, the food, clothing and other necessities there are much better than those of ordinary people.

These are the top leaders of various countries.

Even if he is a prisoner.

It is not something that ordinary people can compare with.

Sitting in the carriage.

Zeng Anmin's eyes turned deep.

(End of this chapter)