The tunnel was so chaotic that day that Zhao Yuanqi didn't even see Huo Cenji's appearance clearly.

Now that he has become a prisoner, Zhao Yuanqi has some leisure to look at Huo Cenji.

When he saw Huo Cenji wearing half a mask on his face, he raised his chin slightly and sneered rudely:

"What? Our handsome and incomparable Regent Prince actually needs a mask to hide his face now?"

"Or—"

"Your Highness the Regent doesn't dare to show his true face to others?"

Huo Cenji remained very calm in the face of such provocative words.

Not only did he not show any sign of annoyance, but he also smiled mysteriously:

"I didn't realize that Lord Zhao, who calls himself a 'gentleman', would now cling to someone else's appearance. It's no surprise that you would do such a foolish thing."

Huo Cenji's calm tone broke down Zhao Yuanqi's defenses word by word. He was just standing there, but Zhao Yuanqi felt that this man was extremely hateful!

It was as if everything he did was just a joke to Huo Cenji!

Zhao Yuanqi's chest kept heaving, and he finally managed to stand up by supporting himself against the wall.

A sneer burst out from his chest:

"Huo Cenji! You too have ulterior motives. What right do you have to stand here and accuse me?"

"We are all the same people."

"No," Huo Cenji raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Yuanqi: "We are different."

From the beginning to the end, he never thought about fighting to the death with Tang Yu.

He had never even thought about that position.

However, when he was forced into a desperate situation and was about to die, he could only think of -

Even if I have to crawl, I will crawl back and ask Tang Yu why.

He didn't believe it, nor did he want to believe that Tang Yu really wanted to kill him.

But he didn't need to explain so much to this person, because it was only a matter between him and Tang Yu and had nothing to do with outsiders.

So he looked at Zhao Yuanqi indifferently, took a step closer to him and asked coldly:

"Why did you move Your Majesty?"

Obviously... obviously he hated Tang Yu so much, but he never did anything cruel to Tang Yu.

Why does this person have the right?

Why does he do that?

Zhao Yuanqi seemed to have heard a huge joke and asked in disbelief:

"Huo Cenji, there's no need for you to pretend to be a loyal subject in front of me now, right?"

"Don't think I don't know. Even if I don't do it, you will..." Zhao Yuanqi's words suddenly stopped in his throat. He looked at Huo Cenji in front of him with wide eyes, and his body began to struggle subconsciously.

Huo Cenji grabbed Zhao Yuanqi's collar with one hand and effortlessly lifted him off the ground. Not only did he ignore Zhao Yuanqi's flushed face, he also warned with a gloomy look:

"Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to guess what I am thinking?"