Xue Beng's prince residence.
At this moment, Prince Xue Beng was having dinner with Prince Xue Xing, discussing how to further deal with Xue Qinghe.
Today, facing them uncle and nephew joining forces, Xue Qinghe actually did not show a trace of resistance.
So they hoped to completely eliminate this thorn in their eye and flesh — Xue Qinghe!
The uncle and nephew pair were currently feeling extremely triumphant, proud and satisfied.
If one did not know better, they would have thought this uncle and nephew had just won a huge prize.
Just then, they heard someone shouting at the door.
"Crown Prince, you can't go in, my master is eating, if you barge in like this— Crown Prince, Your High—"
"Bang—"
A dull sound rang out.
A body flew in from outside and heavily crashed onto the dining table, scattering dishes everywhere.
Prince Xue Xing and Prince Xue Beng looked at each other. Xue Qinghe had actually come to their door!
Could it be because of what happened during the day?
The two stood up simultaneously, expressions becoming solemn.
Not long after, Xue Qinghe stepped into the room. His face carried killing intent, his eyes slightly narrowed, causing enormous psychological pressure to Prince Xue Xing and Prince Xue Beng.
Behind him followed two men. Although Prince Xue Xing and Prince Xue Beng could not sense any soul force from them—
they would never be foolish enough to think these two were ordinary people.
The only explanation was — the strength of the two behind the Crown Prince was far too powerful.
With the strength of Prince Xue Xing and Prince Xue Beng, they simply could not detect their level.
After Xue Qinghe entered the room, his handsome, elegant face revealed a cold smile.
"Dear Royal Uncle, why are you here? Could it be that you are discussing with my foolish younger brother how to continue dealing with me?"
Prince Xue Xing's expression changed slightly; in his gaze toward Xue Qinghe was deep fear.
"What do you mean I'm discussing with your brother to deal with you? Xue Beng and I are just close uncle and nephew, so we often eat together. Is that a problem?"
Prince Xue Beng also nodded, firmly responding,
"That's right, Imperial Brother, Uncle and I are just having a meal, what's strange about that?
On the contrary, Imperial Brother, this is my residence. You barged into my residence without my permission — what do you mean by this?"
Xue Beng was full of anger; he was furious about Xue Qinghe showing up to cause trouble like this.
"Imperial Brother, don't forget, during the day, Father just confined you for three months.
Yet in the same night you disobey Father's order and break into my residence. Tomorrow I will report this to Father and see how you end!"
This threat, Xue Qinghe did not care at all.
He sneered, moved to stand before Xue Beng, grabbed his chin and lifted it, overlooking his ten-year-old royal brother.
"During the day, you slandered me in front of Father and had me confined. For the sake of kinship, I could ignore it.
But foolish brother, why must you repeatedly provoke my bottom line? You actually gave away my pet to someone else!
Tell me — do you want to die? I can send you to meet our two imperial brothers right now."
At this point, Xue Qinghe's killing intent was no longer concealed at all.
Especially the two behind him — the killing intent they released locked tightly onto Xue Beng and Prince Xue Xing.
The uncle and nephew clearly felt the breath of death. They understood Xue Qinghe truly intended to kill them this time.
If they dared to move even a little, the next second, their heads might leave their necks.
Facing such chilling murderous intent, Xue Beng swallowed and began trembling uncontrollably.
Prince Xue Xing collapsed onto the chair behind him, not daring to breathe loudly.
Instinct told them — even if their greatest backing, Dugu Bo, came, he might not be able to save them.
He might even end up as just one more corpse here.
Xue Beng's legs shook nonstop, his voice trembling with sobs.
"Im-Imperial Brother, I… I don't understand what you mean, when did I send your pet away… I…"
Originally, his brother still cared about kinship and reputation and only acted secretly. With Dugu Bo, he could still barely handle it.
But now that everything was torn apart, Xue Beng realized all his efforts were meaningless.
He was like an ant — easily crushed.
Toward his imperial brother, a deep fear sprouted uncontrollably in his heart.
"Oh? Really? Did you forget you captured a snow-white mink-type soul beast near my residence today and gave it to Du Douluo?
No need to deny it. There were many witnesses. This Crown Prince already has enough witnesses and evidence!"
Xue Qinghe, who had been holding Xue Beng's chin, slowly moved his hand to his throat and tightened his grip.
Ten-year-old Xue Beng was not tall and very thin. Lifted by Xue Qinghe by the neck, he was pulled off the ground.
"If you think this Crown Prince doesn't dare kill you and repeatedly anger me—
I won't care about so-called kinship. Believe it or not, I can strangle you right now; at most Father will confine me for three years. Haha…"
Xue Qinghe's eyes were full of madness. Xue Beng trembled like a leaf, his throat tightening painfully.
Prince Xue Xing was terrified and hurriedly tried to persuade him.
"Qinghe, don't be rash. He is your real younger brother, you share blood. Can you really bear it?"
"Real younger brother? Bullshit!" Xue Qinghe sneered coldly.
"If he were truly my younger brother, would he repeatedly harm me? Would he give my pet away?"
Xue Beng's face had turned dark, his eyes rolling upward, his breathing weakening.
Prince Xue Xing was frightened out of his wits and continued pleading.
"Let him go. As long as you let him go, he and I swear we will never oppose you again.
As for your pet, Xue Beng and I will go with you to Du Douluo's place to retrieve it. We will get it back for you, alright?"
Xue Qinghe glanced at Prince Xue Xing, then suddenly released Xue Beng's neck, coldly nodding.
"Congratulations. You temporarily survived. You better pray nothing happened to my pet.
Otherwise, whether you are my royal uncle or younger brother, this Crown Prince will make you die in front of me!!!"
Released, Xue Beng gasped desperately, staring at Xue Qinghe in pure terror.
Soon, Xue Xing and Xue Beng smelled a strange odor, and their expressions became very colorful...
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