The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Outside the Shura Palace, Su Yang was skipping towards this side, humming a tuneless little tune all the way. His carefree appearance was out of place with the majestic and solemn Shura Palace.

Inside the hall, Di Yin was like a cold iceberg, sitting beside the desk, his eyes fixed on the book open in his hands, shaking his head and sighing from time to time.

The Shura clan's cavalry has always been known for its bravery, fearlessness, and fierceness in battle. Wherever they go, it's like a gust of wind, leaving no grass behind. Their reputation is enough to scare the enemy into submission.

However, such a powerful army that was invincible on the battlefield and almost regarded as invincible seemed to be trapped in a strange quagmire after facing the Ghost Clan. It suffered repeated setbacks and defeats.

No matter how carefully Di Yin planned his battle layout, every step seemed to be clearly seen by the opponent, who always had a miraculous way to resolve it, or even to take clever precautions in advance, as if he had the ability to predict the future, and then easily defeated him.

These successive failures made Di Yin feel lost and confused. He thought hard but still could not find the answer, so he was very worried.

"Uncle Wang!" A crisp shout broke the silence in the hall. Su Yang ran in carelessly and came close to Di Yin at a trot.

"Uncle Wang, what are you worried about? I can hear you sighing from a distance."

Di Yin glanced at him and said unhappily, "Cang Le, what are you doing here again? If you are here to persuade me to withdraw my troops, then you can get out of here right now."

Su Yang laughed when he heard this, "Uncle Wang, look at you, you are so grown up, but you are still so impatient and not steady at all. Victory and defeat are common in the military. You can't beat my dad, so you can't take your anger out on me!"

"Snapped--!"

Di Yin slammed the table so hard that the teacups on the table jumped up. He pointed his finger at Su Yang and shouted coldly, "Scream!"

Su Yang quickly closed his mouth, looking obedient, and even made a zipper-like motion in front of his mouth with his hand.

Then, he sat down next to Di Yin, picked up a cake from the table, and after eating it, he continued with a playful smile:

"Uncle Wang, don't be angry. Can't I stop barking? Where is your fair, tender, soft and cute beauty? I came here specifically to play with him today."

Di Yin glanced at him with disdain, "He is resting in the palace, don't disturb him every now and then. Look at the way you stand and sit, you don't know how to stand or sit. If you scare him, I won't forgive you."

Su Yang raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, "Uncle Wang, I know you are protective of your food, but I am just a child, how can I be your love rival? I just think he is handsome, and I just want to talk to him, don't be so petty."

Di Yin was so angry that he was speechless for a moment. He picked up a piece of cake on the table and smashed it towards Su Yang's head: "Get out!"

Su Yang took the cake and took a bite with a smile: "Uncle Wang, you must be angry because of shame. But for the sake of this cake, I won't bother you for now."

After arguing with Di Yin, Su Yang spread his feet and trotted all the way to the bedroom.

Who would have thought that just when he was halfway through the run, he seemed to be tripped by something invisible, and with a "bang", he fell straight forward.

This guy usually jumps around, and has thick skin and tough flesh. He got up from the ground nimbly, patted his butt casually with his hands, and continued to run forward.

I don't know who mopped the floor, but the ground was so slippery that it looked like it had just been greased. Su Yang fell again before he could even run a few steps.

He grimaced in pain, mumbling, "Ouch! Oh my god, what happened? I've been honest all my life, and now I'm slipping."

Liu Rangchen, who was in the bedroom, heard the noise coming from outside. He walked to the door, looked out, and saw Su Yang lying on the ground.

"Young Master, you are not allowed to sleep here, get up quickly."

He hurried over and helped Su Yang into the hall. After entering the hall, Liu Rangchen quickly closed the door, pulled Su Yang to sit on the chair, and said excitedly:

"Young Master is really resourceful! At the beginning, I was worried that it would be troublesome to pass on the message. If I went out to meet people from time to time, and someone found out, then everything would be over."

Su Yang's tail was almost up in the air, "Of course! This is called doing the opposite of what is normal. The more open we are to others when we meet, the less suspicious they will be."

As Su Yang spoke, he glanced at Liu Rangchen. The clothes he was wearing were made of high-quality material and had exquisite embroidery, which was so gorgeous that it was dazzling.

Looking at the decoration inside the house, it is filled with gold, silver, jewelry, silks and satins. It is extremely luxurious, as if all the treasures in the world have been collected here.

Su Yang couldn't help smacking his lips, and he leaned close to Liu Rangchen, whispering teasingly: "Master Little Rabbit, you are living a good life."

Liu Rangchen waved his hands, "This is all superficial. I'm really feeling frustrated here. I followed the method you taught me, crying, making a scene, and threatening to commit suicide, trying every possible way to make Di Yin happy.

Sometimes I play the piano for him, sometimes I dance for him, and my voice has to be soft and gentle. I can't stand that delicate and artificial look. "

Su Yang quickly comforted him, "Master Little Rabbit, I told you you can do it! This is all for the sake of the overall situation. Just be patient for a few more days, and the dawn of victory is just around the corner.

Thanks to you for secretly passing on information during this period, my father was able to defend in time and defeat the Shura tribe.

We have fought several battles and never lost a single one. The soldiers are all full of enthusiasm and energy. This is all thanks to you!"

Liu Rangchen nodded solemnly, his eyes showing determination: "I understand, as long as it can allow our people to live a good life and no longer suffer from the war, no matter how hard, difficult, or disgusting it is, I will grit my teeth and persevere!"

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and then said: "Oh, little master, teach me some more of your method of acting like a spoiled child. Everything must be kept fresh, so that I can firmly grasp Di Yin's heart and seduce him more easily.

Some time ago, I was thinking about finding a master who is good at acting like a spoiled child in the Shura tribe and learning from him, but I searched everywhere and still couldn't find a suitable one.

I finally saw the Second Demon Lord. I saw that she was a woman, and I thought there was always something I could learn from her. But, boy, she turned out to be more manly than me."

Su Yang scratched his head and said, "I'm not very good at this either. If you really can't help it, just hug him and kiss him from time to time."

After hearing this, Liu Rangchen looked embarrassed and hesitated for a long time, as if a fierce struggle was going on in his heart.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and seemed to have made up his mind: "Okay! For the sake of our millions of people, we will fight!"

Su Yang nodded, and suddenly, a mean figure flashed in his mind.

"Got it! I know where you can find a teacher who acts like a spoiled child."

Liu Rangchen asked anxiously: "Where?"

Su Yang approached Liu Rangchen mysteriously and said in a low voice, "Far away in the horizon, yet close before our eyes, the Fourth Demon Lord, Xue Moqian."