On the Verge of Slapping the Face (Even More)

He guaranteed the mission would be accomplished! Little Seventh Prince nodded his head fiercely.

However, how in the world did the Hei family's young master offend Third Brother.

Previously, didn't Third Brother even said that he was a talent?

Yet now, sending him to fight against him.

How odd. Little Seventh Prince scratched his head, pulled himself up the back of the chair in puzzlement, then returned to his former position, looking absolutely domineering!

Wei Wei glanced back to look at the guy. "Is there some enmity between you and Hei Ze?"

"How's that possible?" Baili Jia Jue brushed away the dust on his sleeves that wasn't there at all, an appearance of indifferent and harmlessness. "I was merely giving Seventh Prince some encouragement, that's all. Children need encouragement!"

Nangong Lie, who's listening by the side, looked up, he personally watched a certain Highness grow up with the little demon.