82 Bump Fall

The Crown Prince held his breath, somewhat annoyed, he put down his brush.

"Heh, what kind of rule is that, that little brat"

BeiYau didn't dare to smile. He tried not to laugh at the Crown Prince, even though he had been so excited to say that the rules were nothing to him. How could he as an honorable Crown Prince, say to be Possessive?

He is not possessive. He, just acting like a Crown Prince is supposed to be, takes control of what is his. The Crown Prince so annoyed felt like he wanted to break the brush in his hand, with his strength. It wasn't difficult to it which was said to be made from selected ironwood from the forest border of the city SanPo.

"Prak!"

CiaoTi opened his eyes and mouth wide. His favorite brush, he screamed in his heart and could only pick up the brush which was now broken in two in front of his eyes. His heart was crying, silently being stabbed without any blood.