Be Your Zheng Prince
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Terror filled Su Xihua's eyes, and he scrambled to his feet, bolting out of the bamboo fence with an urgency bordering on desperation.
Boom!
The golden-red flames erupted like a roaring fire-breathing lion, racing forward at a breakneck pace, instantly consuming Su Xihua's body.
Seventh Yan soared through the air, emitting a furious roar before transforming into a luminous golden column that shot directly into the slightly raised right palm of His Highness the Crown Prince.
"Ah Hua!" Mo Xikang finally reacted and dashed out of the enclosure.
Moments later, he returned, bearing Charcoal, whose head drooped, and whose body was scorched.
Rage blazed in his eyes as he clutched his brother's lifeless form, his voice shaking with anger. "Crown Prince!"
"If I wish to end his life, who would dare to thwart me!" Crown Prince Mo's cold gaze swept over, and he declared to Mo Xikang with icy resolve, "It's your dispute to resolve with me!"