Immortal God of War
Chapter 186: The Crown Prince’s Rage_1

Chapter 186: Chapter 186: The Crown Prince’s Rage_1

"Can’t you remember?"

"Then let me remind you."

"You said at the time, ’Everyone, please exercise restraint and try your best not to inflict life-threatening injuries.’"

"Your Highness, do I need to explain the meaning of the words ’try your best’ to you?"

Qin Feiyang gave a faint smile, but there was a trace of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

The fatty outside the ring couldn’t help but speak again, nodding and saying, "That’s right! You never said one *must* stop before seriously injuring an opponent. On what grounds are you disqualifying Ling Yunfei?"

He added, "Is it just because you are the First Prince?"

The First Prince’s eyes glinted with a cold light, and he said indifferently, "While your words have merit, one cannot wantonly take lives."

"Wantonly?"

"I don’t agree with that."

"When those people said they were going to cripple Ling Yunfei, why didn’t I see you, Your Highness, step forward to disqualify them?"

"If Your Highness believes that because this is your competition and you set the rules, you can do as you please, then I see no point in continuing this competition."

"Your Highness, it seems I’m going to have to offend you."

"Ling Yunfei, let’s go. We’ve had enough fun; it’s time to go back."

Qin Feiyang cupped his hands in a salute and, without hesitation, turned and walked towards the exit of the grounds.

With a derisive laugh, Ling Yunfei also followed.

Watching their departing figures, the First Prince’s face was practically twisted with anger.

"Alright, I retract what I just said."

"In eight days, in the morning, you are all to gather here. Anyone who is late will be disqualified directly!"

He coldly threw down these words, then turned and whispered a few instructions in Xue Yang’s ear before entering the royal palace with Lin Hao.

It was clear that he was now furious to the extreme!

Despicable clown, Qin Feiyang scoffed silently. He stopped, turned to look at the palace gate, his eyes glinting with uncertainty.

Zhao Shuang’er followed Qin Feiyang’s gaze, then patted his shoulder in annoyance. "What are you looking at? We came all this way to find you, and you’re just going to leave us hanging here?"

"Find me?"

Qin Feiyang was taken aback, looking at the two young women in surprise.

"What did you think? We’re not so idle as to come all the way to Yan City just for sightseeing," Zhao Shuang’er rolled her eyes fiercely at him.

"Then why did you come looking for me?"

Qin Feiyang looked at them curiously, then chuckled. "Could it be that you missed me so much you came all this way to throw yourselves into my arms? If so, I’m rather flattered."

The two young women exchanged a look, then turned to him, gritting their teeth.

Ling Yunfei, standing to the side, couldn’t help the twitching of his own face. He hadn’t expected this fellow to have such an irreverent side.

"AHEM!" Qin Feiyang coughed dryly and said with an awkward smile, "Just a little joke, don’t take it seriously."

"You haven’t changed a bit; still such a jerk."

Lo Qianxue rolled her eyes at him and said calmly, "Actually, Mother sent me a message, asking me and Sister Shuang’er to come and testify for you."

"Aunt Xue?"

Qin Feiyang was stunned. A chord was struck deep within his heart, and he remained dazed for a long moment.

At this moment, Xue Yang walked over, cupped his hands, and said with a smile, "Miss Lo Qingzhu, the First Prince invites you to the royal palace for a chat. And Miss Shuang’er as well."

Lo Qingzhu frowned and said apologetically, "I’m sorry, please trouble yourself to inform him that I still have some private matters to attend to. I will visit him another day to catch up."

Xue Yang glanced, seemingly nonchalantly, at Qin Feiyang and smiled. "Very well, I will be sure to convey your message accurately."

Lo Qingzhu tugged at Qin Feiyang’s sleeve.

Qin Feiyang, snapping back to his senses, gave Xue Yang a cool glance, then turned and walked towards Fatty and Shi Zheng.

Ling Yunfei, Lo Qingzhu, and Zhao Shuang’er quickly followed.

"Boss," Fatty hurried over, fawning. "Were you satisfied with Master Fatty’s performance just now?"

"Very satisfied. Keep up the good work," Qin Feiyang nodded and smiled.

Ling Yunfei slung an arm around Fatty’s shoulders and said admiringly, "Brother Butterball, I’m not impressed by much, but I’m truly impressed by that mouth of yours! It’s so sharp, so incredible! I bet no one in Yan City will dare to mess with you from now on."

"Of course! This mouth of Master Fatty’s has been tempered through countless trials. If anyone isn’t convinced, bring it on!"

Fatty puffed out his chest, his stride confident, as he arrogantly scanned the crowd below the platform, his demeanor that of one who could out-debate all heroes, supreme and unchallenged.

Instantly, a large group of people scattered and fled.

"See that? Master Fatty is not to be trifled with," Fatty said, looking得意ly at Qin Feiyang and the others.

Qin Feiyang gave a wry smile.

The ones who had undoubtedly stolen the show today were Ling Yunfei and Fatty.

Ling Yunfei, it went without saying, would surely become Yan City’s most dazzling new star in the future.

As for Fatty, though his strength was mediocre, his mouth alone was enough to make anyone tremble. In everyone’s hearts, Fatty was likely already listed as one of the people they absolutely could not afford to offend.

Suddenly, a group of people surrounded them, blocking Qin Feiyang and his companions.

"What do you want?" Shi Zheng shielded Qin Feiyang behind him, eyeing them warily.

"Elder Shi, please don’t misunderstand. We’ve come to thank Young Master Jian," an old man at the front said hurriedly.

"Young Master Jian, my father has been plagued by internal injuries for years."

"Ordinary healing pills simply couldn’t cure them."

"Watching his condition worsen day by day, I thought there was no hope."

"But a few days ago, I received a top-grade healing pill from this Brother Butterball. After I took it back for my father to consume, his internal injuries healed miraculously."

"Young Master Jian, you are my father’s savior! Please accept my three kowtows!"

A middle-aged man in ragged clothes, tears streaming down his face, emerged from the crowd and knelt, kowtowing.

Qin Feiyang quickly went to help him up, smiling. "Brother, a word of thanks is sufficient. There’s no need for such a grand gesture."

It was evident that this man’s family was not well-off, nor was his own strength formidable. He belonged to the lowest stratum of Yan City society.

A top-grade healing pill, something Qin Feiyang could concoct with ease, was likely an extravagant hope for someone like him.

The middle-aged man was very emotional. "Young Master Jian, actually, we’ve wanted to thank you in person for a long time, but we never had the chance."

"Yes, you’re far too busy."

"Young Master Jian, you are so much better than those from prominent and aristocratic families."

"So young, yet so kind-hearted. The heavens will surely bless you."

"That’s right. Good people will definitely be well rewarded."

Everyone’s faces were filled with grateful smiles.

Qin Feiyang smiled and said, "Thank you, everyone. I will continue to distribute medicinal pills so that more people can receive help."

"The Young Master is truly kind-hearted!"

"The people of our Yan City are blessed!"

Everyone was overjoyed.

The middle-aged man said loudly, "Everyone, quiet down and listen to me! Young Master Jian is very busy; we shouldn’t delay him too much."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Everyone, make way quickly. Let Young Master Jian pass."

"Young Master, take care."

"We respectfully see Young Master Jian off."

The crowd moved to the sides, bowing as they saw him off.

The scene deeply moved every person in the square. Commander Xu, Xue Yang, and the others, including the black-armored guards, and even Shi Zheng, Lo Qingzhu, and Zhao Shuang’er, had not expected Qin Feiyang to be so deeply cherished by the people!

It seemed that now, if he merely uttered a word, the majority of Yan City’s populace would stand with him.

After Qin Feiyang’s group had departed, Xue Yang, Xie Fang, and the other five with them exchanged glances before rapidly entering the palace gates.

「Inside the resplendent golden hall.」

The First Prince sat on his golden throne, head bowed, his expression as dark as water.

Lin Hao stood to his lower left, his face equally grim.

"Greetings, Your Highness!" Xue Yang and the others entered the grand hall and bowed respectfully.

The First Prince looked up at them, rage simmering within him.

Xue Yang’s heart tightened, and he tactfully moved to Lin Hao’s side.

Xie Fang and the other five, however, dared not move an inch. They all bowed their heads, not daring to meet the First Prince’s gaze.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

"You couldn’t even force Jian Haotian to make a move. What else can I expect from you?"

The First Prince’s anger finally erupted, and he pointed at the six men, cursing vehemently.

Xie Fang said hurriedly, "Your Highness, please let me explain."

"Explain?"

"You swore to me that you could eliminate Jian Haotian."

"And the result?"

"You couldn’t even handle a single Ling Yunfei! What is there for you to explain?" the First Prince roared, having abruptly risen and strode to stand before Xie Fang.

Xie Fang lowered his head again, his face deathly pale.

"And all of you," the First Prince sneered, sweeping his gaze over Wang Xia and the other four. "What did you tell me before? That Ling Yunfei was just trash, not worth mentioning. Now? You tell me, who exactly is the trash?"

Wang Xia and the others were overcome with shame, wishing the ground would swallow them. They had never imagined that this obscure individual would be so outrageously strong.

The First Prince cast a cold glance over the six, then returned to his golden throne. He looked at Xue Yang and asked, "Why didn’t Lo Qingzhu come?"

Xue Yang replied, "She said she had private matters to attend to and would come to see Your Highness another day. However, from my observation, her so-called private matter is likely Jian Haotian."

CRACK!

The First Prince furiously slammed his palm onto the armrest of his throne.

How is it that no matter where I go, or whoever I meet, everything is somehow connected to this bastard?

"There is another matter. The common people of Yan City now hold Jian Haotian in high regard," Xue Yang added, recounting in detail the scene he had witnessed in the square.

"So you’re saying he’s distributing medicinal pills for free to curry favor with the people of Yan City?" Lin Hao frowned.

"It cannot be that simple," the First Prince shook his head.

"Oh?" Lin Hao and the others looked at the First Prince in surprise.

"Think about it. As a top-grade Alchemist, with the Martial King Palace backing him, does he need to curry favor with those commoners?"

"Furthermore, he doesn’t seem like the benevolent and charitable type. There must be some ulterior motive."

"Shen Qiang," the First Prince turned to the disciple from the Martial King Palace, "have you heard any news in the Martial King Palace?"

Shen Qiang thought for a moment, then shook his head, saying, "No. I specifically inquired, but even Fatty and Lu Hong, who are closest to Jian Haotian, do not know the reason for this."

"He’s even keeping it from them?" The First Prince and the others found this incredible.

"Your Highness, there’s no need to dwell on this matter. Even if he has a purpose, it’s irrelevant. I don’t believe a few commoners can pose any threat to us," Shen Qiang said with a disdainful expression.

"You have a point," the First Prince nodded. He glanced at the group and waved his hand. "You may all leave for now. I need to think carefully about how to ensure Jian Haotian is utterly defeated in the finals, with no chance of recovery!"

After a moment’s thought, he added, "And keep an eye on Jian Haotian’s movements over the next few days."

"Yes."

Xue Yang and the others bowed in assent, then turned and strode away. Only Lin Hao remained.

However, they didn’t know that ordinary people could often stir up great storms.