From the Start, I Become Yang Guo’s Father: The Stronger My Son Gets, the Stronger I Become

Yang Kang slowly rose to his feet, his gaze shifting between Guo Jing and Huang Rong. A malicious smile curled his lips as he enunciated each word: “Huang Rong will be my mount from now on. Guo Jing, return to the Song Empire, and I will agree not to invade it!”

His words sent a wave of commotion through the hall, and everyone drew a sharp breath. Some ministers looked astonished, while others began whispering among themselves, shocked by Yang Kang’s utterly unreasonable demand.

Hearing Yang Kang’s outrageous demand, Guo Jing’s face instantly turned livid, like the sky before a storm. The air around him grew cold and fierce, as though a layer of frost had settled over him. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and the veins on the backs of his hands bulged. Fighting down his fury, he said, word by word, “Yang Kang, don’t push your luck! Rong’er is my wife. We love and support each other through thick and thin. How can you say something so humiliating?” His voice brimmed with anger and indignation, like a mighty lion provoked into a rage.

Huang Rong’s eyes burned with anger and resentment too. Her lovely face turned icy as she sneered, “Yang Kang, do you think humiliating us like this will get you what you want? You’re dreaming! How are you any different from some street thug?” Her voice carried a note of mockery and contempt, and she showed no fear of Yang Kang’s power.

Yang Kang seemed not to notice their anger. Leaning back on the dragon throne, he wore an amused smile, like a spectator enjoying a farce. He drawled, “Hero Guo, Chief Huang, you’d better think carefully. This is my final concession.”