Chapter 905: Furious
vantage. Startled, she instinctively began to struggle and resist until she heard Li Chen's words, blushing and angrily saying: "What is the main wife and concubine, I don't bother with you!""At least...Chapter 905: Furious
Under Li Chen's gaze, Hu Kai, who was still fearless the moment before, suddenly felt a little afraid.
He felt that the prince before him was like a ferocious tiger, stalking towards him step by step.
The golden silk cloud boots moved at a slow pace, yet each step seemed to land upon his heart.
Despite his fear, Hu Kai remembered who he was and the Duke Wen behind him. He mustered his courage and said in a loud voice: "Your Highness, I am just following orders. Whatever my lord says, that is what I do."
While this was a reminder to Li Chen that there was an untouchable Duke Wen behind him, it actually exposed Hu Kai's nervousness and fear.
Li Chen walked to the box and stopped. The stench was even stronger here.
He said lightly, “It seems that someone is unhappy with my wedding.”
Everyone knows who everyone is, like a mirror in their hearts.
Hu Kai swallowed hard and exchanged a glance with his companions.
They are intimidated by Li Chen's power and now just want to escape from the East Palace as soon as possible.
"Your Highness, my task is complete. I take my leave."
Hu Kai gathered his courage, bowed, and said something before wanting to leave.
"Has this palace let you go"
Li Chen's voice came softly.
Hu Kai and his companions' steps faltered, standing stiffly in place.
"The King painstakingly prepared such a generous gift. This palace also has a return gift, and I need you two to take it back."
Hearing this, Hu Kai and his companions finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Already deeply regretting his earlier provocation of Li Chen, Hu Kai turned around and forced a smile: "Your Highness is so kind. This humble citizen will certainly live up to your trust and safely return your gift to Jinling, delivering it personally into the hands of the prince."
The prince sent a dead tiger to the crown prince, which is a capital offense.
More importantly than the disgusting stench is the symbolism and provocation behind the dead tiger.
Hu Kai knew with his toes that the gift Li Chen had asked him to bring back wouldn't be anything good, but at this moment he could only grit his teeth and take it.
Anyway, he's just a runner. Wen Wang got angry, and it's no wonder why.
At worst, I can embellish the story before King Wen and pin all the blame on the Crown Prince.
Faced with Hu Kai's words, Li Chen turned to him and smiled.
This smile sent shivers down Hu Kai's spine.
Without giving Hu Kai any time to think, Li Chen blurted out two words: "Kill."
Without explanation or preamble, guards immediately appeared, drawing their swords as they moved.
Hu Kai and his companions were terrified.
Hu Kai exclaimed in both surprise and anger, "Your Highness, we are merely clerks under Wen Wang's command, little more than errand boys. Even if Your Highness is truly enraged, you should not take it out on us insignificant individuals. Surely a prince of your stature possesses the capacity to tolerate others"
Li Chen's eyes grew colder and colder, and he said, "I am very angry now. Since I am angry, I have to vent it, or else it will harm my body. And you two are Wen Wang's people, the executors of this gift-giving, and even more so, you challenged me."
"Whether you are a scapegoat or deserve this, this palace is too lazy to explain to you."
"Kill them, stuff them in a box, and have someone send this box back to Jinling. Tell Wen Wang that you are the dragon, he is the tiger. The dragon soars in the heavens, while the tiger can only crouch on the ground. This dead tiger today will be tomorrow's Wen Wang. Take care of yourself!"
Li Chen's words fell, and Hu Kai and his companions didn't have time to say anything more. They only saw a flash of blade light, and two heads rolled directly onto the ground.
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