What do you an?
This turn of events doesn’t seem right!
For the first ti, Ye Luo truly observed the young man in front of him.
Yet the youth, draped in luxurious robes, paid Ye Luo no heed. Instead, with an agitated expression, he shouted at Ling Xue, "What? Xue’er, what did you just say? You’re engaged? Impossible, absolutely impossible! Uncle Ling would never do sothing like this!"
Uncle?
It appears this guy has quite an unusual relationship with Ling Xue.
Without needing any explanation, Ye Luo imdiately understood the young noble’s intentions. Judging from his reaction, this must be another of Ling Xue’s admirers. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so hysterical upon hearing that Ling Xue had a fiancé.
At that mont, the youth in fine clothing beca exceptionally flustered and lunged toward Ling Xue.
Ye Luo’s brow furrowed slightly but without hesitation, he stepped forward and positioned himself in front of the young man.
Ye Luo didn’t utter a word. He rely stared at the youth in luxurious attire while Ling Xue, seeing Ye Luo’s move, promptly retreated a step and stood behind him.
The noble youth was already brimming with rage. Seeing Ye Luo’s interference pushed him past his limit!
He wasn’t soone known for having a good disposition. If it weren’t Ling Xue, there’d be no room for rejection!
That’s right—he was a princely heir!
His father was none other than the Just King, Li Jue!
Unlike Xiaoyao King, the Just King held a much higher status as a Prince of the Empire!
Though Xiaoyao King might wield significant authority, his position still paled in comparison to the Just King, simply because his surna was Ling!
Royal clans bearing the surna Li had no relation to one nad Ling!
Thus, their rank naturally differed greatly.
The relationship between Xiaoyao King and the Just King could hardly be described as harmonious, though it wasn’t entirely hostile either. Due to certain circumstances, Li Zheng had occasionally encountered Ling Xue, and subsequently beca infatuated with her. At that ti, both were still quite young, and Xiaoyao King didn’t bother intervening.
Li Zheng’s visits to Xiaoyao Mansion beca frequent, all so he could catch glimpses of Ling Xue.
Make no mistake—Li Zheng was not much of a virtuous prince. He engaged in acts of oppression and indulgence without restraint, yet failed to fulfill even the bare duties of royalty. His cultivation was completely lackluster!
As the two gradually grew older, Xiaoyao King discerned Li Zheng’s true nature. Thus, even when the Just King personally showed up at Xiaoyao Mansion to propose marriage, Xiaoyao King rejected him outright.
The reasoning was simple—their children were still too young.
This argunt left the Just King with no room for compromise.
Ling Xue’s enrollnt into the Royal Academy was, in fact, partly an attempt to avoid Li Zheng.
With her maturation over ti, Ling Xue naturally ca to understand Li Zheng’s intentions.
The Royal Academy’s unique status made it clear that once Ling Xue entered, Li Zheng wouldn’t easily have the chance to approach her.
Because of this, Li Zheng made several attempts to gain entry into the Royal Academy. Unfortunately for him, despite being of noble descent, his cultivation was abysmal. Even with special privileges for nobility, the Royal Academy would never accept soone so incompetent!
Nonetheless, this hardly ant Li Zheng was willing to give up. In his mind, the bond they shared since childhood ant Ling Xue was destined to marry him.
What’s more, Xiaoyao King’s position as an imperial relative hardly made him a genuine mber of the royal family. As far as Li Zheng was concerned, Ling Xue belonged to him.
As of now, Li Zheng’s household already included over thirty concubines, yet he had deliberately left the position of his primary wife open for Ling Xue.
Previously, he hadn’t felt any urgency; he assud Ling Xue would inevitably beco his. After all, he bore the surna Li and was of the true royal family—what could Xiaoyao King do to defy him?
But today... today, the news he received was an unprecedented blow!
Ling Xue was engaged!
That old bastard Xiaoyao King had dared to betroth Ling Xue to soone else!
At this mont, fury surged within Li Zheng—his eyes burned with killing intent!
Never mind his lack of combat prowess; his unique status ant he had already claid over a hundred lives.
"You, get out of my way!"
Suddenly, Li Zheng roared at Ye Luo.
Ye Luo’s brow furrowed slightly—such intense malevolence!
The aura emanating from Li Zheng was deeply repulsive to Ye Luo.
Witnessing the conflict erupting near Ye Luo, Yun Liancheng and the covert Imperial Guards swiftly prepared to intervene. However, Ye Luo casually waved them off, indicating that no assistance was needed.
Neither Yun Liancheng nor the Imperial Guards would ever defy Ye Luo’s orders. Hence, they remained in their hidden positions, observing but not acting.
"What did you just say?"
Ye Luo locked his gaze onto Li Zheng, his tone indifferent, without emotion.
"Kid, I don’t care who you are. If you don’t want to die, get lost imdiately. Otherwise, even if you’re a guard of Xiaoyao Mansion, this princely heir will have you ripped apart!"
This fool—did he actually mistake Ye Luo for Ling Xue’s guard?
Ye Luo’s lips curled into a faint, mocking smile as he raised his hand.
"Smack!"
In an instant, Ye Luo struck Li Zheng across the face with a slap.
Although Ye Luo restrained his strength to only ten percent, Li Zheng’s pitifully weak cultivation ant the slap sent him flying, two bloodied teeth dislodging from his mouth in the process.
Looking at the fallen Li Zheng, Ye Luo sneered, "Trash!"
Dazed by the slap, Li Zheng quickly transitioned to rage.
"You... you dare hit this princely heir! You there, what are you standing around for? Kill him! Kill him for !"
Furious beyond compare, Li Zheng barked commands at his guards.
Unfortunately, since the guards didn’t intervene when Ye Luo struck, they certainly wouldn’t jump into action now!
Though Li Zheng wasted his days on frivolity, his guards weren’t ignorant. From the start, they recognized Ye Luo’s identity.
In the Imperial Capital, the fa of Ninth Prince Ye Luo was unmatched.
If soone claid not to know of Ninth Prince Ye Luo, they’d certainly face ridicule!
After all, it was Ye Luo who, ti and again, single-handedly resolved Demon Clan crises. What’s more, despite his royal lineage, he risked his life to protect civilians.
News of his deeds had already spread throughout the Imperial Capital.
So noble-born ladies even secretly purchased Ye Luo’s portrait, clutching it as they fell asleep at night.
They dread of catching Ye Luo’s eye—content to serve even as a concubine.
And then there were Li Zheng’s guards.
Their master might dare challenge Ninth Prince Ye Luo, but deep down, they felt only sha and embarrassnt!
To these guards, the disparity between their master and Ninth Prince Ye Luo was imnse—a chasm they could never bridge.
It wasn’t just the guards—even Li Zheng’s most loyal attendant student refrained from speaking up.
Attack a prince? And not just any prince, but Ninth Prince Ye Luo? Was their master courting death?
Of course, they knew their master’s temperant well. Anyone who dared advise him now, even out of loyalty, would inevitably beco his scapegoat, facing punishnt not only themselves but also implicating their families.
User Comments
0 comments from readers