Chapter 207 - 206: Be Honest, Which of You Has the Inferior Bloodline?

After Shen Han left, the citizens of Yexuan Country didn’t seem to blame Shen Han.

Instead, they felt that it was Song Ruizhe who lacked capability, yet went to invite a duel.

This act angered Shen Han, and the outcome was self-inflicted.

After this interlude passed, the contest continued.

On the side of Great Wei, after understanding the methods of witchcraft, there was almost no chance of defeat.

To avoid looking too bad, they somewhat let things slide.

But in the end, they always won.

This journey to declare might ended quite comprehensively.

After the banquet ended, the group tidied up and then embarked on their journey home.

Shen Han bought some snacks from Yexuan Country, although he didn’t like them, he took some with him.

Otherwise, he felt as if he hadn’t truly traveled here.

Before leaving, Shen Han replied to Ji Zhi’s letter.

As she had previously said, Shen Han directly told her that she could speak of him in Great Wei however she pleased.

Whether she said he was unfilial or didn’t listen to her, it was all up to her.

He even offered his help, as long as she wasn’t afraid of the Shen Family finding out her whereabouts.

The Shen Family daughter-in-law running away was undoubtedly the greatest shame in years.

Would they let her go easily?

Would she dare return to Great Wei?

...

Yexuan’s Third Prince Mansion.

At this moment, Song Ruizhe was kneeling on the ground, bowing his head.

Beside him, Ji Zhi was also hanging her head, her face looking unpleasant.

The Third Prince stood at the front, his face livid with anger.

"Tell me, where exactly did you find the courage to dare invite a duel with Shen Han.

Do you know who he is?

Didn’t you notice how the people of Wei Country looked at him!

Even if we were to lose, it wouldn’t be this humiliating; it would only be you, for being so base!"

The Third Prince finished scolding in one sentence, seeming still unsatisfied.

"I suppose you saw your elder brother performing poorly and wanted to steal the spotlight, right?

You’re so brainless, even in competing for favor, you’re this stupid and clumsy.

It’s one thing to disgrace yourself, but you’ve also embarrassed me in front of Your Majesty!"

Taking a breath, the Third Prince sat heavily on the chair, his anger still very strong.

But Song Ruizhe refused to bear the scolding alone, especially as his resentment was strong.

"Father, you can’t entirely blame me for this.

It was Mother who told me, she was the one who let me go invite Shen Han for a duel...

Otherwise, how would I be so confused to rashly challenge him..."

Upon hearing this, the Third Prince’s gaze turned fierce, glaring at Ji Zhi.

"What? Already married into my Yexuan Country, and yet still think of aiding Wei Country?"

Upon hearing this, the accusation was rather severe.

"Your Highness, you’ve misunderstood me...

I just wanted Ruizhe to stand out before others, and since Shen Han has some reputation, beating him would surely..."

Before she could finish, the Third Prince let out a cold snort.

"Beat Shen Han? Do you think that’s possible?

Even Ruicheng that child isn’t a match for the young ones from Wei Country, do you think your child has that ability?

With your foreign blood mixed in, do you think he can achieve it?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ruizhe’s face turned even more unpleasant.

Even his own father saying this, this bloodline truly troubled him.

In Song Ruizhe’s view, his lack of prominence was due to his flawed bloodline.

"Father, I don’t want to stay by Mother’s side anymore, can you let me live in another courtyard?"

His biological son actually said he didn’t want to stay by his side.

Originally, he thought this scolding would just pass.

But if Song Ruizhe doesn’t stay by her side, how could she still receive the money and resources from the Prince Mansion?

The Third Prince hesitated for a moment, seemingly agreeing to this proposal.

"Since Ruizhe has spoken this way, from now on, don’t bother with him; let him follow his elder brother, and serve as his support if possible.

Just go to Cuixia Mountain, and live a peaceful life there."

Being scolded and blamed was bearable.

But being forced to go to Cuixia Mountain, to live such an extremely frugal life, how could Ji Zhi endure it?

"Your Highness, Your Highness, this matter was an accident, truly an accident.

I had originally negotiated with Shen Han, he promised to lose to Ruizhe, which was why I let Ruizhe invite him for a duel.

I’m Ruizhe’s mother, I wouldn’t harm him..."

Upon hearing this, the Third Prince laughed even more.

"You negotiated with him? What qualifies you to negotiate with him?

Ruizhe was originally quite perceptive, but because of you, his bloodline is impure and his talent insufficient.

By right, you shouldn’t have been allowed to nurture him at all.

Sending you to live at Cuixia Mountain is already favorable for you; if you continue being troublesome, then you’ll have to earn your own living."

Cuixia Mountain...

Generosity...

On such a remote mountain, wishing for a simple meal every day was a luxury.

Silk garments and jade food would be impossible.

Thinking of these, Ji Zhi felt a surge of anger rise within her.

The husband before her wanted her to live in such a remote mountain and endure a frugal life.

Her imagined reliance, the son she doted upon, outrightly declared he didn’t want her to nurture him.

In his words, it seemed as if all his shortcomings were due to bloodline issues.

Furious, Ji Zhi let out a light laugh, enraged to the point of laughter.

"Impure bloodline, bloodline issues, is my bloodline lacking?

Is my bloodline lacking, or is it Yexuan Country’s bloodline that’s lacking?"

Ji Zhi’s sudden questioning stunned the Third Prince for a moment.

In all these years, how had he ever been questioned like this, and by this dependent woman of his?

His face filled with animosity, he already wanted to take action.

"I am an Imperial Family member of Yexuan Country; if my bloodline is lacking, whose bloodline in this world isn’t?"

Standing by his side, Song Ruizhe was also furious: "You’re not allowed to insult our Yexuan bloodline, otherwise I won’t acknowledge you as my mother!"

Looking at the two’s anxious, angry states, Ji Zhi revealed even more of a smile.

"Let me tell you the truth, the number one Sword Dao genius from Wei Country is none other than my biological son, Ji Zhi."

He was born to Shen Lingsheng of the Shen Family in Great Wei.

Have you heard of the Shen Family?

With its military forces, not to mention your mere Prince Mansion, they could annihilate the entire Yexuan Country in one night.

How is it that my child Shen Han is so exceptional, that even in the vast Wei Country, he can earn the title of the number one Sword Dao genius.

Yet you, Song Ruizhe, are so terrible?

Forget talent and potential, even when it comes to looks, how much have you inherited from me?

Shen Han not only surpasses you a hundredfold in talent, but is also far more handsome than you.

The two of you, speak truthfully, whose bloodline is really lacking!"

Ji Zhi, not usually eloquent, today spoke as if in rapid-fire succession, speaking continuously.

And the Third Prince and Song Ruizhe, their faces ashen, didn’t know how to retort.

Upon reflection, she truly bore some resemblance to Shen Han...

The pride they held fleetingly in their hearts seemed to crumble.

Ji Zhi directed her gaze even more towards Song Ruizhe: "If you want to blame the bloodline, don’t come questioning Mother in the future; rather ask your Father, why is the bloodline so lacking.

His son can’t even withstand a single strike from Shen Han.

Could it be that his bloodline is inferior to others from the Shen Family!"