The Weirdo’s mocking voice rang out: "So it’s the Fourth Prince colluding with spies from neighboring countries, plotting against the people of Moli Country. Master, I’ve gained new insight today. Seems like Zhang Xiutuo’s wicked deeds have co back to bite him, hee hee hee...."
Then, another shrill laugh sounded.
This crippled Weirdo repeatedly ntioned the imperial father’s na. The Fourth Prince’s raised hand slowly lowered, his black and red eyes glimring with strange light. He looked at the Weirdo coldly, asking in a curious tone, "Do you know my imperial father?"
Weirdo: "Hee hee hee... A foolish, incompetent Dog Emperor, who in the world doesn’t know him?"
"You...!"
The Fourth Prince’s expression turned icy, and without hesitation, he struck fiercely...
"Crack."
The Weirdo’s body swiftly bounced back.
The Fourth Prince’s palm landed on a small tree as thick as a bowl’s rim, imdiately breaking it into two.
Lin Kong didn’t hesitate and charged forward.
The three quickly collided in a fight.
The battle moved from the City God Temple into the deep mountains, then from the mountains to the roadside.
The Fourth Prince and Lin Kong tead up against the Weirdo, gradually wearing him down as he started to feel exhausted.
Lin Kong: "You old monster, look at yourself now. Why bother risking your life for the Prince? If you co with to the neighboring country, with your martial arts cultivation, the Emperor would surely value you. You’d have endless wealth and glory. Why suffer for the War Prince?"
The Weirdo glared angrily: "Bullshit, Master was born in Moli Country, and will die a spirit of Moli Country. Do you think I’m as spineless as this little bastard, willing to sell out my ancestors?"
The Weirdo spoke, casting a disdainful glance at the Fourth Prince, clearly calling him the little bastard.
"Courting death."
The Fourth Prince, having no weapon, relied on his suddenly grown nails to attack the Weirdo. His hands ford claws, fiercely striking at the Weirdo. Having practiced Evil Cultivation, his nails were incredibly sharp, each like a small dagger. If they hit, they could result in serious injury or death.
"Hiss...!"
The Weirdo was a bit too slow, and his back was scratched with several bloody marks. His clothes were torn, exposing half his back.
The Weirdo flinched from the pain, his body springing off the ground, swiftly moving onto the tree branches.
Originally, a one-on-one fight with Lin Kong was manageable, but with the addition of the Fourth Prince, the Weirdo was gradually outmatched.
Leaving so miserably wasn’t in his nature. Standing atop the tree, the Weirdo shouted down: "You two monsters, ganging up on , what kind of heroes are you? If you’re brave, wait for . I’ll go fetch reinforcents and co back in two hours for a decisive battle with you."
The Fourth Prince’s eyes were blazing red as he struck the tree fiercely.
Rustling, the leaves above fell incessantly.
The Weirdo, having no arms or legs, almost fell from the swaying, hurriedly leaped away while shouting: "Fourth Prince, you collude with foreign enemies, betraying the people of Moli Country, disgracing your ancestors 18 generations deep."
The Fourth Prince was furious, wanting to chase after him but was held back by Lin Kong.
"Disciple, enough, we still have to continue on our journey!"
"That despicable old man dared to accuse of treason and collusion with foreign enemies. I’ll kill him." The Fourth Prince was extrely agitated, struggling to go after the Weirdo again.
"Enough."
Suddenly, Lin Kong shouted angrily. He was truly fed up with the Fourth Prince. Even having co this far, he still dreamt of returning to the Capital to be the Fourth Prince; it was nothing but a dream.
"Master?"
Lin Kong’s sudden outburst left the Fourth Prince confused. He looked at Lin Kong blankly: "Master, what’s wrong with you?"
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