Xiao Changyan clenched his fists, making a crisp sound. His restraint made him like a sharp sword that could be released at any time. "What role did the emperor's uncle play in the Annan Campaign?"
"My nephew is a master in military strategy and has a plan in mind. Why don't you give us a guess?" Xiao Huayong asked instead of answering, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
A certain guess in his heart was confirmed, and Xiao Changyan was even more furious. He thought of another thing: "My uncle Pei Zhan died in the northwest. I heard that the emperor's uncle was also in the northwest."
"So what?" Xiao Huayong asked casually.
"Did my uncle have any involvement in my uncle's death?" Xiao Changyan asked directly.
Xiao Huayong curled his lips and said, "Your father and I are mortal enemies, just like the battle of Annan. The Pei family is loyal to your father, so we each serve our own master."
This is a subtle admission that Pei Zhan's death was related to him.
Xiao Changyan stared at Xiao Huayong closely, and the ruthlessness in his eyes turned into reality. The people who followed Xiao Huayong became alert, as it seemed that Xiao Changyan would suddenly jump up and chop Xiao Huayong with a knife at any time.
Xiao Huayong raised his hand and waved, and they stepped back. Xiao Huayong even took two steps forward and met Xiao Changyan's eyes. One was furious but restrained; the other was calm and didn't care at all.
Xiao Changyan finally suppressed his anger. This was not his territory. If he acted rashly, it would be the behavior of a reckless man and he would not gain any benefit. "Uncle Huang asked me to come here. What do you want to teach me?"
"How dare I teach you? I just want to have a good look at what my nephew looks like for daring to plot against me." Xiao Huayong spoke slowly and looked Xiao Changyan up and down. There was no contempt in his eyes, but it made Xiao Changyan extremely uncomfortable.
Because he felt that even the very hair of Xiao Juesong in front of him exuded an aura of disdain for him.
However, Xiao Changyan was not an impatient young man. He had honed his sophistication in the bloody battles in Annan over the past few years. He had gotten over his initial resentment and was extremely calm at the moment: "In that case, please forgive me for not accompanying you."
Xiao Changyan turned around and tried to leave, but Xiao Huayong's men blocked his way. Xiao Changyan glanced at them with a cold look in his eyes, and asked with his back to Xiao Huayong, "Is the emperor going to attack my nephew?"
The corners of his lips curled up slightly, with a sneer hanging on his lips, just as Xiao Huayong looked down on him, and he didn't believe that Xiao Juesong dared to take his life at this time.
"Since I have 'kidnapped' the Prince of Yan and the Prince of Jing, I have just helped my nephew to cover up your lie. Shouldn't he be grateful to me?" Xiao Huayong put one hand behind his back and walked slowly to the side of Xiao Changyan. "You and I are of the same bloodline, uncle and nephew. How can I ignore our bloodline and kill them?"
"What's the point of the emperor's uncle imprisoning me?" Xiao Changyan was puzzled.
"My nephew has many capable people under his command. Why not let my uncle see them?" Xiao Huayong stopped in front of Xiao Changyan. His pupils turned and he looked at Xiao Changyan, whose face changed greatly. "Please ask His Royal Highness Prince Jing to go down and settle him down."
Xiao Changyan's eyebrows twitched. Two people stepped forward to hold him down. Just as they held his arm, several bullets whizzed in from outside. The bullets emitted white smoke when they landed on the ground, and exploded with a bang in the blink of an eye. A huge smoke filled the surroundings in an instant, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.