In desperation, Chu Yunteng could only ask Han Xin for help.
He didn't dare to take action against the Zheng family, but that didn't mean Han Xin wouldn't.
"Bingxian, you have also seen that the Zheng family wants to protect Chu Baole to death. If the Zheng family really takes him away, how should I explain to the ministers in the court? How should I face the body of my father? ?When will the great Chu be unified?"
Chu Yunteng stared at Han Xin with burning eyes. He knew that the latter was on his side.
As long as Han Xin can persuade the Zheng family to retreat, Chu Yunteng can secretly deal with Chu Baole.
This was also his best chance to kill Chu Baole. How could Chu Yunteng watch helplessly as the Zheng family rescued people.
Hearing this, Han Xin nodded meaningfully, thinking that what Chu Yunteng said made sense.
"Zheng Xiong, I know your strength, and I also know that your Zheng family has never been afraid of anyone, but as an old acquaintance, I still want to remind you that this matter is different from the past. Emperor Chu's death is very strange. I advise you to still Don’t wade in muddy waters.”
"Leave the person to me, and I, Han Xin, can pretend that this never happened."
Han Xin took a step forward, and an indescribable sense of oppression spread from his body. Even when facing Zheng Xiong and all the masters of the Zheng family, Han Xin showed no sign of fear.
"You want me to hand over my grandson with my own hands?"
Zheng Xiong smiled coldly, looked at the other person without fear, and said, "Han Xin, are you kidding me?"
"I said that if you want to capture my grandson, you must first step over my body!"
Their eyes met, fighting spirit soaring to the sky!
It seemed as if the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
Facing Zheng Xiong, who was unable to get enough of him, Han Xin's face gradually darkened, and an icy cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Zheng Xiong, are you really going to start a war with us over Chu Baole?" Han Xin's tone was full of threats. Even though there were a large number of experts from the Zheng family present, in Han Xin's eyes they were just a bunch of rabble.
The only person Han Xin really cares about is Zheng Xiong.
After all, Zheng Xiong was a veteran half-step martial emperor. Although Han Xin was confident of defeating Zheng Xiong, he didn't want to bring matters to that point.
"Noisy!"
"I don't like to say it again. If you want to take action, then I and the Zheng family will stay with you till the end!"
"If you don't dare, get out of here as soon as possible!"
Zheng Xiong shouted in a cold voice, completely ignoring Chu Yunteng and others, and did not save any face for Han Xin.
At this time, Han Xin also lost his temper. He laughed angrily and said: "Zheng Xiong, your temper is still as bad as when you were young! Do you really think that I, Han Xin, am not afraid of you?"
Han Xin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to take action, but was stopped by Chu Yunteng on the side.
"Bing Xian doesn't want it!"
Chu Yunteng came to Han Xin and shook his head slightly at the latter.
It's not that Chu Yunteng doesn't want to deal with the Zheng family, but the world war is about to begin, and Da Chu still needs the support of the Zheng family. If he attacks the Zheng family at this time, it will be a lose-lose situation for Da Chu!
Without the financial support of the Zheng family, it also means that Da Chu can no longer recruit troops. When the time comes, there is only death waiting for Da Chu.
Chu Yunteng's little thoughts were also seen through by Han Xin.
indeed.
For Da Chu, the Zheng family is indispensable.
The Zheng family is like a money tree. Without the Zheng family, Da Chu will gradually wither.
After a moment of silence, Han Xin frowned and said, "In this case, why don't we each take a step back? You can hand Chu Baole over to me for now, and I will protect his safety until I thoroughly investigate the matter."
