Tang Dynasty: The pot is tied to the duck nest, the little rhinoceros is here!

Jiang Fan held a candied hawthorn in his hand, but didn't rush to eat it. Instead, he watched Xiao Sizi eat it, as if watching Xiao Sizi eat was also a kind of enjoyment.

Stared at by Jiang Fan, Xiao Sizi asked somewhat puzzled, "Brother, why aren't you eating? The candied hawthorns are so delicious!"

"Brother, just watch the rhinoceros eat!"

He said he was embarrassed, but he didn't slow down at all. He finished a skewer of candied hawthorns in ten bites. That's how fast he was.

After finishing his meal, he looked at the candied hawthorn in Jiang Fan's hand and asked, "Brother... is your candied hawthorn still available? Do you need me to help you finish it?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan feigned gratitude and said, "Oh my, if that's the case, then I'll have to thank Si Zi properly!"

"(^__^) Hehe... Don't be so polite with me, I'm happy to help you..."

After saying that, Xiao Sizi snatched the candied hawthorn from Jiang Fan's hand.

While eating the candied hawthorns she had "snatched," she ran forward, constantly turning back to laugh happily at Jiang Fan.

In this scene, Xiao Sizi looked like a little angel descended from heaven, which was very healing.

Just then, Xiao Sizi suddenly bumped into a group of people walking towards them.

The unfinished candied hawthorn in my hand rolled to the ground, covered in dirt, and looked like it was no longer edible.

This sudden turn of events instantly plunged Xiao Sizi's joyful mood to rock bottom.

She held back her tears, though she didn't cry out loud, her big eyes were already misty with tears.

This is a candied hawthorn skewer that my husband gave me. It was super sweet, and I hadn't even had a few bites before it fell on the ground and I couldn't eat it anymore.

"Baka! Whose child is this? Can't you even watch where you're going? You're going to die!"

As soon as the sound came out, Xiao Sizi could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

I was already wronged enough, and you not only knocked my candied hawthorn out of my hand, but you also yelled at me?

If my fists weren't too big, I would have punched you long ago. Why would you dare to be so arrogant in front of me?

Upon hearing this voice, Jiang Fan was immediately enraged.

I originally thought that Sizi had accidentally bumped into a citizen of Chang'an.

I figured that if I said a few polite words, the matter would be over.

At worst, I could just buy Sizi a few more candied hawthorn skewers, but I never expected that...

The people opposite were dressed in the same clothes as the common people of the Tang Dynasty.

But what he actually said was nothing but nonsense.

Jiang Fan's inner power exploded at that moment. Dare to be fierce to a scoundrel? I'll beat you up!

If I let you walk out of Zhuque Avenue today, how could I, Jiang Fan, still have the face to see Li Shimin?

Then he raised his fist and punched the fierce-looking Japanese soldier at the front.

"You idiot! You dare to hit me? Do you even know who I am? How dare you lay a hand on me?"

"Hit you? I'd rather kill you! Don't tell me I don't know who you are; even if I did, I'd still kill you without hesitation. Not only will I kill you..."

I'll kill your whole family! You dared to run over my little ox! I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Fan's fist landed.

It landed on the other person's eye socket.

"duang—"

A solid punch landed, giving it a black eye.

Jiang Fan's punch broke through the opponent's defenses.

I am a distinguished guest of the Tang Dynasty, an envoy sent to the Tang Dynasty by the Japanese in the East. My status is noble. How can I suffer such a great humiliation?

The Japanese soldier, whose eyes were now blackened by Jiang Fan's punch, squeaked and yelled.

Commanding his followers, he was about to kill Jiang Fan.

The reason they dare to be so arrogant is because of what they represent, even though their country, Fusang, is a small nation.

However, they were distinguished guests of the Tang Dynasty; not long ago, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty...

However, the fact that they bestowed upon their emperor a precious treasure demonstrates the importance they placed on the Fusang Kingdom.

As an envoy of the Fusang Kingdom, even if I were to kill a minor figure on the other side, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty...

I won't say anything; I just have that kind of confidence.

Before the Japanese soldiers behind him could even make a move, Cheng Chumo rushed forward and kicked the muttering Japanese soldier away.

It has to be said that Cheng Chumo's kick was quite powerful, sending the person flying five or six meters away before finally crashing onto the hot iron plate of the roadside stall selling flatbread. The hot iron plate was glowing red-hot; the temperature was so intense that just trying it would feel heavenly.

If you want to know their specific impressions after the test, you'd have to ask the Japanese themselves.

After all, no one else sits on a red-hot iron plate like him, roasting themselves like a flatbread.

The Japanese soldiers were also stunned by this sudden turn of events and didn't know what to do for a moment.

After all, standing opposite them was such a formidable figure, as tall as an iron tower.

It seems like our group... really can't beat him. Who told us our parents to be so weak, giving us only four feet tall?

Even his own boss, the one who was kicked away by the towering man,

He was also approaching the five-foot mark, and this was already the tallest one that his own country, Fusang, could select.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have made him the head of the envoys to Tang China.

After his initial shock, Jiang Fan said to Cheng Chumo, "Quietly kill them all. Damn it, you dare to be so fierce to the 'rhinoceros horn'? You've already met your demise."

"Alright, young man, watch me!"

Cheng Chumo treated Jiang Fan's words as gospel.

They wouldn't question whether Jiang Fan's words were reasonable or not; even if they were, they would still do it first.

So, before these shorty kids could even beg for mercy, Cheng Chumo kicked them all away.

Jiang Fan picked up the little Sizi and gently comforted it, "Don't cry, Sizi. Your brother and Momo will stand up for you. They don't deserve to make our Sizi shed tears, right?"

"Mmm, mmm, I'll listen to my brother, I'll beat them up and make them pay for my candied hawthorns..."

Just as Cheng Chumo was about to go up and finish off the enemy, he heard Si Zi say that they had to compensate him with candied hawthorns.

So he withdrew the Tang sword, which he had only partially drawn. He figured he could make these shorty-looking fellows pay for Princess Jinyang's candied hawthorns before killing them.

So he stepped forward and lifted the Japanese soldier off the red-hot iron plate like he was a chick.

"You son of a bitch, pay up! How dare you..."

Before Cheng Chumo could finish speaking, a patrol of Imperial Guards arrived at the sound of the commotion. Even before they reached them, their voices rang out:

"Who's fighting and committing violence in the street? Surrender at once... Wait, General, what brings you here?"

The approaching Imperial Guards hadn't even gotten close when they saw Cheng Chumo's distinctive face. They recognized him immediately—it was their superior.

Cheng Chumo glanced at the approaching Imperial Guards, nodded, and said:

"You all go about your business; this General Lieutenant General is sufficient here!"