The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1905: That Powerful?

Chapter 1905: Chapter 1905: That Powerful?

Now, he had finally caught an opportunity to strike back, and in the future, Sui Zilin probably would not know how to deal with him.

Just like when his father first ascended the throne, he had disposed of his half-brothers, one by one—some killed, some maimed. At the very least, they were banished to other places, never to return to Shaohua City!

And such an outcome was something he had never imagined.

His gaze had always been fixed on that lofty position, which now had been fumbled away by his own father.

How could he not hate!

And the person he hated the most was Sui Zimo.

That mother who had raised him, whom he had called mother for so many years, never once considered his, her brother’s, interests.

Had he known earlier, he should have had his mother get rid of this calamity right away. Then, he wouldn’t have ended up with no connection to the throne.

"Vile women, all of them!"

Ungrateful scum, deserve no peaceful end!

He continued cursing and smashing things, frightening the servants so much that none dared to approach him.

However, no matter how angry he was, it was useless; in the Wei State, he no longer had any place to intervene.

...

While great changes were afoot in the palace, elsewhere, Sui Zimo was not idle either, but had gone to a place no one had thought of.

"On the night of your grand wedding, how could Prince Mo still think of visiting me!"

Under the cover of night, a man stood opposite Sui Zimo, looking at the young man who had driven him to a corner.

He could never have imagined that he, who thought he could leave safely, would be cornered by Sui Zimo directly in his own mansion that very night.

"If that is the case, then... let the battle begin; let’s see who can overpower whom today."

He drew the longsword from his waist, pointing it straight at the stoic-faced Sui Zimo.

Sui Zimo merely looked at him coldly; naturally, he did not respond to a word he said.

He could think of Prince Yi, but only because he didn’t want this man to continue causing trouble in the Wei State.

The matters of Sui Zilin, the Empress Dowager, the Empress, he could ignore, but he could not stand idly by regarding the welfare of the people.

This Prince Yi, this Prince Yi’s Mansion, had already become the best haven for the cloak-clad figures who came here.

How could he rest assured to leave for the Illusion Continent with Sang’er if he did not destroy it?

Therefore, Prince Yi’s Mansion must be completely eradicated from the Wei State!

"Fight? Hah."

Sui Zimo chuckled softly and then raised his hand, sending a spiritual whip directly toward where Prince Yi stood.

’Snap’ went the sound.

Accompanied by the noise of a heavy object hitting the ground, Prince Yi looked at his hand in disbelief.

Where was the longsword that had been in his hand? It had already been knocked to the floor, and he was now looking at Sui Zimo with a face full of terror.

"You... how could you possibly be... so powerful?"

Indeed, when had Sui Zimo become so powerful, capable of even unleashing a spiritual whip?

Even he, who had been practicing spirit art for so many years, had not been able to conjure a spiritual whip, yet Sui Zimo had managed it. What did this imply?

Did it mean Sui Zimo was more powerful than him?

No, it clearly indicated that Sui Zimo’s innate talent for practicing spirit art was far superior to him... and perhaps many others.

"Zhen Wu, take action."

Sui Zimo could not be bothered to entertain him, directly issuing an order to Zhen Wu at his side.

"Yes, my Lord."

Upon hearing the command, Zhen Wu moved swiftly, appearing in front of Prince Yi and striking at him without hesitation.