Chapter 1401: Thank You, Prince Zhan

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His words did not bother Zhan Beiye. The soldiers he had brought with him earlier were mostly commoners from the border cities. Now that he had conquered the 10 cities, most of the soldiers’ families were with him. As for the few soldiers whose families were not here, they could come if they wanted. He was rebuilding the cities and needed people.

“Instead of worrying about me here, you should worry about your grandson. After all, Ming Fucheng fought me for months, but Zhan Beixiao had an overwhelming defeat. I wonder how he plans to explain to the Emperor when he returns?”

He had often considered how great it would be if Zhan Beixiao was not his grandson.

However, it was nothing more than a thought. It did not mean anything. Zhan

Beixiao was still his grandson. He had to help him, even if he was really stupid. He gritted his teeth and spat, “Thank you for your consideration, Prince Zhan.”

“You’re welcome.” Zhan Beixiao smiled at him and continued annoyingly, “By the way, are you here to seek my guidance, Marquess Ning? I’m really quite free today.”

Marquess Ning was speechless.

Was he stupid enough to ask for a beating? He could see the paper effigy standing there motionless like a standing corpse!

Even if it seemed like a corpse, he was sure that if he moved, this “corpse” would immediately lunge forward and beat him up so badly that even his parents would not recognize him!

“Since Prince Zhan is determined, there’s nothing else I can say. Goodbye!” He stood up and glared at Zhan Beiye before leaving.

He could not persuade him anymore. He could only go back and see what the

Zhanling Emperor planned to do. In fact, he knew that no matter what the Zhanling Emperor planned to do, it would not change the fact that Zhan Beiye was already out of his control.

Zhan Beiye would never turn back now.

“What a pity!”

When he arrived outside the City Lord Residence, he turned around, looked up at the door, and sighed softly.

If the Zhanling Emperor had not despised Zhan Beiye so much and their father-son relationship had been better, Zhan Beiye could have supported his grandson, Zhan Beixiao. That would have been the most ideal scenario.

Unfortunately, the Zhanling Emperor had no intention of letting Zhan Beiye off, and Zhan Beiye did not intend to live a simple life either.

Two months passed quickly.

Zhan Beiye had been very busy. Managing 20 cities was a big task. Moreover, the Zhanling Emperor would not let him off so easily.

He had already sent people several times to ask Zhan Beiye to return with the 20 cities. He also promised to treat his son well in the future and not to treat him as before.

Zhan Beiye merely sneered at his promise.

Pigs would fly before he believed the Zhanling Emperor. If he could sway him now, he could turn against him in the future. Zhan Beiye would have to be possessed to believe him.

It was impossible in this lifetime. He felt that the Zhanling Emperor could perhaps try persuading him in his next life. Perhaps he would blindly believe him again..