Third Floor.

The short man brought the fat man to his resting room. As soon as he entered, the fat man locked the door.

The short middle-aged man subconsciously covered his back and frowned.

"Why are you locking the door?"

He slowly approached the short man and said solemnly, "I've secretly found out some information about the higher-ups. His Highness the Sacred Prince seems to be about to..."

The moment he approached the short middle-aged man, he instantly grabbed his neck, tightly grabbed his throat with his armpit, and grabbed his head. The short man was shocked. He did not know why the fat man would suddenly attack him. He wanted to resist... but he was immediately grabbed by the fat man's hands and feet.

"Hahaha!" The fat man laughed, "Become Master's slave! Let us enjoy this glory together!"

Under the short man's terrified gaze, Su Han's pitch-black figure slowly appeared in front of him.