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Chapter 377 The Mad Prince! Even kill his own son?
Chapter 377 The Mad Prince! Even kill his own son?
"Ah? Your Highness, are you sure you didn't misspeak?"
The assistant before Prince Jin, upon hearing his words, wore a look of disbelief, "That's the Little Prince, your own flesh and blood!"
A tiger wouldn't eat its offspring!
Could His Highness really be ordering the death of the Little Prince? To kill his own son? Was this defying the heavens?
Prince Jin's face was wracked with agony; the moment his burst of energy dissipated, his whole person seemed to age by decades, his body slightly unsteady, "Correct! Just kill him…"
"I'm acutely aware of the intentions behind Ye Fan's vile actions. He intends to use Wuyou's life as a bargaining chip to constrain and limit my movements, forcing me to pull my punches. As long as Zhao Wuyou is in his hands, all my subsequent actions can't be fully executed. With these restraints, things will become extremely troublesome!"
Prince Jin collapsed into a chair, his gaze somewhat hollow.
"But, we could send someone to rescue the Little Prince, couldn't we? It's not necessary to kill him!"
"Do you think that's possible? Have we not learned enough from the lesson of the Northwest Zhang Family?" Prince Jin glared coldly at his assistant, "How many have already died trying to save the Zhang family?"
Having mortgaged all their assets due to the economic war with the Ye Family, the Northwest Zhang Heng Family ended up begging in the streets.
Prince Jin had sent rescuers more than once, in the hopes of keeping the loyalty of his subordinates from cooling. But despite sending wave after wave of experts—including several journeys by Martial Lords—all that went there failed to return!
"It's a bottomless pit! Moreover, now it is my own son, Zhao Wuyou. Should Ye Fan use my son as bait to set a trap and pick us off piecemeal, steadily eating away and dissolving our last bit of strength, what cards would we have left to play against the Ye Family?"
"Rescuing someone may be troublesome, but killing is much easier! So! Carry out the orders, arrange for an assassin to kill Wuyou… Hurry… otherwise, I'll regret it!"
Prince Jin, engulfed by rage, slammed his fist onto the table, shattering it along with the floor, leaving several cracks!
"Yes! Your subordinate will make the arrangements immediately!"
…
In the Flower Capital, within a hotel lobby!
Ye Fan looked at the interrupted phone screen and smiled faintly; a surge of Qi Force flowed through his hand, and he crushed Zhao Wuyou's phone as well.
With one kick, Ye Fan pushed the barely breathing Zhao Wuyou away, his gaze then shifting to Shang Luo and his apprentice brother nearby.
Shang Luo had already witnessed the extent of Ye Fan's prowess by then!
As disciples of the immortals, they had thought that with their power as Martial Emperor Sixth Rank, they would be unparalleled in the secular world.
Unexpectedly, they hadn't even started fighting with Ye Fan when his Phantom Body had already reduced their strength by a third! Then they were completely overpowered by Ye Fan's Absolute Domain.
"You... what do you want to do? My master…" Shang Luo had intended to boast about his powerful master, but the words stopped on his lips abruptly.
After all, Zhao Wuyou had also invoked his impressive father, yet Zhao Wuyou had ended up being tortured beyond recognition.
"Hmm! Why stop there?" Ye Fan stared intensely at Shang Luo and his fellow apprentice, "Though you don't have a blood feud with me, aiding and abetting Prince Jin against me means you must face punishment!"
Pausing for a moment, Ye Fan searched out their phones and then spoke lightly, "Send a message of safety to your master, then!"
Ah?
Message of safety?
How could his situation be considered safe?
But looking into Ye Fan's intense eyes, Shang Luo knew he had no choice.
He helplessly dialed his master's number, "Master!"
A somewhat stammering voice came through the phone, "Dis... disciple... how is it going? Ye Fan's... stre... strength, how is it?"
Listening to the stuttering voice on the phone, Ye Fan couldn't help but think of Master Leopard Demon's voice from an anime!
"Enough! Stop the nonsense... I'm calling you to tell you! Don't mess with me in the future... If you behave well, I might consider giving your two disciples back to you later! Otherwise, I'll wipe you out along with them!"
Ye Fan snatched the phone, briefly said a few words, and once again crushed the phone to pieces!
"Ah... what... what's going on, you... you... who are you?" On the other end of the phone, Shang Luo's "Immortal" master was still confused when the phone had already started transmitting a steady tone!
"Are you... are you sick? Who dialed the wrong number?" Shang Luo's Immortal master looked at the phone number with some confusion, it was indeed his eldest disciple Shang Luo's mobile number, and the voice that had just called out 'master' was indeed Shang Luo's.
But who was the young man swearing at him?
Because he was in a critical period of cultivation and would not be able to leave seclusion for another month, when Prince Jin asked for help, the Immortal had sent his two disciples to fill in for the time being.
Thinking of this, the Immortal dialed Prince Jin's number, "Prince... Prince Jin... how are my two disciples... doing?"
"I'm sorry, Immortal!" Prince Jin apologized respectfully on the phone, "The Immortal's two disciples, along with this prince's good-for-nothing son, were captured by Ye Fan. I'm afraid they are more likely dead than alive! Ye Fan also threatened to wipe out the Immortal as well!"
Prince Jin was slyly omitting the fact that it was his own foolish son's doings that had led to the incident, while also directing some hatred towards Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan? Damn... damn it... so it's him!" The Immortal immediately understood what had happened upon hearing Prince Jin's explanation. It turns out it was Ye Fan talking to him just now, "I... I understand... Damn it, once I finish my cultivation... I'll come and settle the score with him immediately!"
In the Capital, Prince Jin, who had hung up the phone, finally felt a bit better!
Hmph!
Ye Fan, so what if you captured this prince's son?
The death of a son in exchange for the annihilation of your entire family seems worth it!
If the Immortal makes a move, do you even stand a chance of surviving?
Ding-a-ling-a-ling!
Prince Jin's fingertips were tapping on the desk, thinking of ways to boost his own strength!
There was news from the Gu Sect Zhuang Bifan two days ago, claiming they had acquired an extraordinary Soul Bone. If absorbed, it could grant the function of a Demon Shadow Illusion Body, essentially a second life!
If the Soul Bone were to be absorbed, then his Martial Emperor strength would indeed ascend another level!
With the defying feature of that Soul Bone, when the time comes to face off against Ye Fan in a decisive battle, he would certainly have an added edge!
He wondered how far Xiong Tianhua had gotten with transporting the supplies!
Just as Prince Jin was reaching out to Xiong Tianhua, Xiong Tianhua's phone call suddenly came through, "My lord, something terrible has happened! Our transport convoy was just attacked by Ye Fan's men, and all the supplies have been stolen!"
"What? All stolen?" Prince Jin rose from his chair in anger, his entire demeanor soured in an instant.
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Is this Ye Fan sent by the heavens to specifically target me?
Just now, he captured my son and tortured him so recklessly, and now he has stolen my supplies too?
"What about the armored vehicle? Are the supplies in the armored vehicle still there?" The thing Prince Jin cared about the most was the content inside the armored vehicle, which contained two very important things: the fragment of the Immortal Palace map and that Soul Bone!
"Gone! When Ye Fan made his move, he first targeted the armored vehicle... Our Xiong family members have suffered heavy casualties; I'm afraid it will be a long time before we can carry out transport missions again! I ask for Prince Jin's forgiveness!"
Xiong Tianhua's performance over the phone was very convincing, with a tone of panic and a slightly hoarse voice!