My System Is Three Thousand Years Early Chapter 307 - 104: Don’t Talk Nonsense! (Seeking Subscriptio

It was at this mont.

Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, approached with slow steps, a formless force beneath his feet, lifting his body and hoisting it into mid-air.

With each step he took, he descended from the sky and ca to stand beside Cheng Guang.

Qin Beifeng and Li Baxun, who were nearby, felt a stir of panic in the presence of the expressionless Duke.

The Princely Heir had now beco like this.

They could already imagine just how furious Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, would be.

As Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, ca to Cheng Guang's side, Qin Beifeng and Li Baxun respectfully lowered their heads.

The surrounding soldiers too halted their words, silently watching the scene unfold.

The very air around seed to freeze solid in this mont.

Even the falling snowflakes trembled subtly, cautiously.

Li Dabai, on the other hand, seed to be holding up better.

He knew that Cheng Guang was injured by Qin Gaozhi, and so his gaze was fixed unwaveringly on the not-so-distant Qin Gaozhi.

Qin Gaozhi, however, was faring very poorly.

As the strong aura around him grew increasingly intense, his nerves began to fray.

Now, with the arrival of Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, and feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from him, like bloody battles of hills of corpses,

His inner tension was at breaking point, his legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the ground.

At this ti, Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, did not focus on Qin Gaozhi's reaction, but directed all his attention onto Cheng Guang.

Upon seeing Cheng Guang lying in a pool of blood, his body ravaged as though by a storm, lifelessly strewn on the ground,

His heart shattered instantly.

Within his aged eyes, a vast sorrow swelled.

Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, felt an aching at the bridge of his nose, as tears threatened to spill from his eyes.

Amidst his overwhelming grief, he found he could not cry, his emotions more subdued than he expected.

Yet,

Amidst his overwhelming grief, he found he could not cry, his emotions more subdued than he expected.

It was as if his body had entered so state of protection.

Even without rage or uttering a word, the Duke in such a state still imposed a suffocating weight on the soldiers around him.

The Princely Heir was attacked on his wedding day and ended up in such a state.

Nobody even reacted in ti!

They could only imagine how furious Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, must be feeling inside.

The current calm might very well be just a brief quiescence before the storm.

In the midst of this stillness,

Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, took slow steps toward Cheng Guang, his once upright stature now stooping with age as he approached the bloodied figure.

The closer he got to Cheng Guang, the more disconcerted he beca.

Bla filled Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan's heart.

If he had not insisted on keeping Cheng Guang in the residence for his wedding, this accident would not have occurred.

If he had not been preoccupied with other matters, he could have imdiately responded when Cheng Guang was in danger.

One glance at Cheng Guang, and his heart ached too much to bear another look.

His gaze shifted slightly, looking towards Qin Beifeng.

"Who did this?"

Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, asked coldly.

Upon hearing Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan's question, Qin Beifeng felt a chill seep into his heart.

His face tightened slightly, he hesitated, then spoke with absolute certainty,

"Duke, the Princely Heir bears the aura of my son Qin Gaozhi on his body. However, this does not confirm that it was Qin Gaozhi's doing."

"At the ti, there was also Li Dabai present."

In this mont, Qin Beifeng was subconsciously defending Qin Gaozhi.

Qin Gaozhi was, after all, his adopted son.

Qin Beifeng knew Qin Gaozhi very well.

Based on his understanding of Qin Gaozhi's character, Qin Beifeng firmly believed that Qin Gaozhi would never dare to lay hands on the Princely Heir.

As soon as Qin Beifeng spoke, Li Baxun's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes lifted, and the hand stroking his goatee paused abruptly.

"Qin Beifeng, what you say is unfair. Are you suggesting that it was the doing of my grandson, Li Dabai?"

Qin Beifeng shook his head, "I did not say that. I am simply stating the facts."

"At the scene, besides the Princely Heir, there were only Qin Gaozhi and Li Dabai."

"It couldn't have been anyone else."

Hearing Qin Beifeng's words, Qin Gaozhi, as if grasping at a lifeline, hurriedly spoke out,

"Father, it wasn't who hurt the Princely Heir! I wouldn't dare to injure him, not for a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand tis the courage I possess!"

"It was definitely Li Dabai who did it, he attacked the Princely Heir and then cast all the bla onto !"

Upon hearing Qin Gaozhi's words, Qin Beifeng frowned slightly, glanced at Qin Gaozhi, then turned to Li Dabai and remained silent.

Li Dabai was already seething with anger—who was Qin Gaozhi to injure the Princely Heir and refuse to admit it, but instead shift the bla onto him?

The accusation was utterly absurd!

Li Dabai had intended to stay quiet, considering that Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, his grandfather, his father, and the senior commanders of the Northern Expedition Army were present. He had to think about appearances and the situation at hand.

But Qin Gaozhi had no respect for martial virtue and insisted on slandering him. This, he could not endure!

Li Dabai did not hesitate and burst out angrily,

"You cur! You dare to do it but won't admit it. I saw with my own eyes, you struck the Princely Heir with your palm, and then you left him in this state."

"It must have been because you were caught peeping at the Princely Heir's bridal chamber, and out of resentnt, you hard him!"