Mo Chongji was slightly startled and quietly said: “Your Excellency, you can’t. Your wellbeing is priceless. If anything were to happen to you, no one can handle the wrath of the emperor.”

The governor, Chen Daoran, slightly bowed and became very nervous: “You can’t, Your Excellency. We have prepared a banquet for you at the official residence, please join us.”

Feiyun remained relaxed: “I only wish to have a spar with the tribe lord, you all don’t need to worry. Come, come, Sir Tribe Lord, you may attack me three times, do not hold back.”

His goal was to win the admiration of these Jiangs via sheer force instead of using his mouth. Doing the latter would only win their words, not their heart.

Just a while ago, Chang Dakai would be more than happy to let Feiyun have a taste...