Then, just as the words fell, the Prince suddenly lifted the teapot and threw it...
Luckily, Zhou Ziwei reacted quickly, otherwise that pot of hot water would have really turned him into a scalded pig.
"Damn... I was just making a metaphor, why are you freaking out?"
"You can't make that kind of metaphor, don't let me hear such words again... otherwise..."
The Prince didn't finish his sentence.
But Zhou Ziwei understood all too well, he even felt a chill breeze sweep across the back of his neck.
"Cough cough... Oh, come on, I'll stop, damn it... Thankfully I reacted quickly just then... Otherwise, I really would have been done for by you..."
Zhou Ziwei was known for his unrestrained speech, but the Prince understood his temperament and didn't blame him too much for what he said.
