Besides, she had brought up the late Empress Yu Sineng.
The old man forcibly suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and asked aloud, "Where is Zhong Daolong?"
He called him by his na with utter disrespect.
"I had soone lock him up in the Hive."
Hive Prison was the most mysterious and also the safest prison.
It was even safer than the Monitoring Bureau’s dark chambers and the Royal Family’s royal prison.
The world didn’t even know it existed.
"I’ll go take a look," the old man said.
Chen Fenglei hesitated, then held back.
"What, you’re afraid I’ll kill him?"
"The Princess is with him," Chen Fenglei said.
Phoenix, worried about her father’s safety, preferred to be imprisoned with him.
Chen Fenglei didn’t want Phoenix to be heartbroken and also didn’t want to witness the old man killing soone in front of Phoenix.
The old man’s face slightly darkened, and he glared fiercely at Chen Fenglei.
Thinking of Phoenix also gave him a headache.
After all, they were, in a way, old acquaintances.
What was more troubleso was...
He didn’t know in what manner Tang Fei would appear in front of Phoenix.
That was why he had repeatedly instructed Chen Fenglei to make sure that Zhong Tianyi took care of Zhong Daolong at any cost.
If Zhong Daolong died at the hands of Zhong Tianyi...
Even if Tang Fei’s identity was exposed, things would be much easier for him.
Now with the situation having reached this point, how would Tang Fei and Phoenix get along?
Wasn’t this just unnecessarily raising the difficulty level for the kid?
How was one supposed to live like this?
Chaos, all chaos!
The old man had an intelligence fetish and an extre aversion to stupidity.
"No matter," the old man said, "Phoenix and I are acquainted, and I believe she will still give that much face."
"I will take you there," said Chen Fenglei.
Hive One.
This was the cell for important prisoners.
When the prison door opened, Phoenix imdiately stepped in front of Zhong Daolong.
Seeing the old man and Little Fatty at the doorway, Phoenix’s snowy cheeks turned even paler.
Her eye sockets reddened, tearful, yet forcefully enduring.
Speculation was one thing, confirmation was another.
The old man was here, and Little Fatty too...
The situation beca more and more clear, with the truth on the brink of revelation.
Phoenix glared fiercely at the old man and shouted angrily, "I didn’t expect it to be you."
"Your Highness, it’s been a long ti."
"What do you want?"
"Let speak with him," the old man said, looking toward Phoenix.
"No," Phoenix refused, "I absolutely won’t let you hurt him. Not unless I’m dead."
The old man looked at Phoenix, a hint of coldness on his lips, saying, "If I wanted to kill him, you couldn’t stop ... You’re a smart person, you’ve realized the reality by now, haven’t you?"
Phoenix stayed silent.
The whole Phoenix Palace was in their hands, with the elder brother and the Loyalist Army nowhere to be found.
If he truly intended to murder her father, there was no way she alone could change anything.
If they were heartless enough, they could even kill her as well.
"Phoenix, go out. Let talk to him for a mont," Zhong Daolong sat on the cold floor, which was made entirely of Moon Gold Material.
Axes couldn’t chop it, water couldn’t penetrate it, fire couldn’t burn it.
Tough, yet secure.
"Old friends eting, it is a joyous occasion."
Helpless, Phoenix stepped towards the door to leave.
Little Fatty, seeing Phoenix and sensing the odd atmosphere, still bravely approached with a naïve and genuine smile, asking with concern, "Sister Phoenix, are you alright?"
Phoenix opened her mouth as if to speak but didn’t know what to say.
She patted Little Fatty’s head, then walked past him expressionless.
"Sister Phoenix..."
Little Fatty called out, looking lost.
He didn’t know what had happened, but in his heart, he understood that the Sister Phoenix who loved and cherished him the most had drifted far away from him.
She could never return to how she once was.
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