"Yelu Qiming."

Looking at the burly man in front of him, Zhao Xuanji spoke his name.

There may not be many people who know this name in the capital.

However, it is well-known in the Liao Kingdom and even the important border defense centers near the Crescent Pass.

On the surface, Yelu Qiming's identity is the general of the Liao Kingdom. From the second-rank military rank, he is one of the most brilliant generals in the Liao Kingdom in the past decade and has attracted much attention.

And his battle to become famous was to cooperate with the current Liao Prime Minister Wanyan Zaidao to carry out the Crescent Pass tragedy that year!

Yelu Qiming is also Wanyan Zaidao's most trusted confidant. It is rumored that he hopes to inherit the most brave cavalry legion of the Liao Kingdom, the Iron Wolf Guard.

Because of his relationship with Wanyan Zaidao, Zhao Xuanji is not unfamiliar with Yelu Qiming, and even Yelu Qiming is one of the few people in the world who knows his relationship with Wanyan Zaidao.

Yelu Qiming has another identity, the illegitimate son of the current crown prince of Liao Kingdom.

This is an open secret, but because Yelu Qiming's mother's identity is low and humble, she is a Han woman, so Yelu Qiming's identity cannot be recognized by the Liao royal family, but it is a fact that he has the most orthodox bloodline of the Liao royal family.

Yelu Qiming grinned, his rough face full of evil spirits. He looked at Zhao Xuanji and said, "The Prime Minister must be very annoyed after he knew that you had received the news that the Ninth Prince came to the capital, so I asked me to bring you a word."

Zhao Xuanji's expression moved slightly and looked at Yelu Qiming.

"The prime minister said that this matter is related to the inheritance of the throne of the Liao Kingdom, and it is also related to the century-old plan of the Liao Kingdom. You must fully cooperate with the Ninth Prince to promote cooperation between the two countries."

Zhao Xuanji's face darkened, and he said with anger: "Since such a major matter, why not inform us in advance?"

Yelu Qiming said carelessly: "It is because the matter is of great importance that the information cannot be leaked in advance."

Zhao Xuanji said coldly: "Wanyan Zaidao and I are cooperating, not his subordinates, so please don't talk to me in this tone of command. Even if Wanyan Zaidao stands in front of me, you must be polite!"

Yelu Qiming raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked to Zhao Xuanji.

Zhao Xuanji is only more than 1.7 meters tall, and he is old and naturally has a little hunched body.

But Yelu Qiming is in his prime and is from a military family. He has no idea how much blood has been stained with his hands.

He stood there like a brown bear standing up.

The huge difference in size between the two gives Zhao Xuanji a sense of oppression like a ferocious beast.

"Old thing."

Yelu Qiming leaned over slightly and approached Zhao Xuanji from a high place. His smelly tone sprayed on Zhao Xuanji's face, "This is not an agreement, it is a notice. If you can't even do this, do you think I will pinch you to death?"

As he said that, Yelu Qiming stared at Zhao Xuanji, without looking back, grabbed the ceramic cup on the tea table where he had just drunk tea, and slowly kneaded the entire ceramic tea cup in front of Zhao Xuanji and made powder with one hand.

It’s nothing to smash the teacup, even if it’s broken with a fist, it’s within the scope of a normal person.

But it just kneaded like kneading dough, the powder was as thin as sand, mixed with tea soup and dripping from Yelu Qiming's palm, which was simply inhuman power.

Zhao Xuanji couldn't speak.

Because he knew very well that it was irrational to anger Yelu Qiming, a fearless murderer.

This lunatic wouldn't worry too much, and he might even kill himself immediately.

When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain it clearly. He is talking about Zhao Xuanji now.
Chapter completed!