A possessive and obsessive Prince? A dark-bellied Princess Consort with the support of a system that grants mastery over both medicine and poison. A journey of mutual devotion...
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On another note, the young master who had just been shouting for Nezha to pay with his life suddenly panicked.
No way, I've run into a tough opponent on my first time out?
If his own father knew he had caused such a huge mess, he would break his own legs.
He turned around and immediately slid down to his knees, begging for mercy, "Brother Jun, Hero Jun, this man dared to insult your master, he deserves to die! I'll throw his body to feed the wild beasts, please, Hero Jun, spare our lives."
"I was wrong, I know I was wrong, Nezha, please spare me! I hit myself, I spoke without thinking, I was wrong, um, I didn't, I didn't insult your master, can you forgive me?"
Jun Rufeng frowned deeply. "A man's knees are worth gold; how can this man's bones be so soft?"
Jun Ruzhu waved his hand in disgust and said, "Hurry up and leave. We, the Junlin Continent, are fair and impartial. Since he was disrespectful first, we will only settle accounts with him. If you are not satisfied, you can continue to argue with us. If you have no objections, then leave now."
"I'm convinced, absolutely convinced. I even think killing him with one blow was too lenient. Alright, alright, I'll be leaving now." The young master turned around and called to the people behind him, then slunk away.
One of the elders was somewhat reluctant, saying, "Young master, don't forget our purpose."
"Shut up and get out of here, are you out of your mind?" The young master ran away as if his pants were on fire.
Jun Rufeng watched as the group quickly disappeared from sight before his brows relaxed slightly.
He glanced at the crowd and asked, "Does anyone have any objections?"
Everyone fell silent.
What a joke! The example of their entire family being wiped out three years ago is still fresh in their minds. Even if they're not happy about it, they have to keep it to themselves.
Moreover, when Junlin acts on the continent, he always has a sense of reason, leaving others with no room for criticism. Usually, it is others who start trouble first, so it is understandable for them to come and settle scores. Naturally, no one can criticize him for being wrong.
The key point is that the Rakshasa Tower is not to be trifled with.
"In that case, we'll take our leave first." After saying that, Jun Rufeng beckoned Jun Ruzhu and Nezha to leave.
After the three left Minxi Mountain, Nezha suddenly stopped and said reluctantly, "Senior brother, didn't we come here to help? Why are we leaving like this?"
Jun Rufeng also stopped, and instead of blaming him as before, his tone became gentler: "We have bought them time, and now it's up to them. Master once taught us not to interfere in the karma of others."
Nezha still didn't quite understand and pressed on, "But isn't helping her buy time also a form of intervening in cause and effect?"
Jun Rufeng was at a loss for words, so he could only sigh and say quietly, "It was just a matter of helping someone in need."
"But, senior brother..." "Shut up! I haven't settled the score with you for sneaking out on your own yet. If our eldest brother finds out, you'll definitely suffer." Jun Rufeng finally couldn't help but lightly pat Nezha on the forehead.
"Oh dear, senior brother, I really know I was wrong! Please, please don't tell the eldest senior brother, otherwise his punishment will be even more severe than Master's, and even if Master pleads for me, it will be to no avail."
Nezha rushed forward anxiously, grabbing Jun Rufeng's sleeve and pleading desperately.
"How about this, senior brother? Slap me a few more times, go ahead and slap me, I promise I won't cry out in pain. Just please don't tell our eldest brother about this." Nezha still clung tightly to Jun Rufeng's sleeve, pleading with a face full of grievance.
Jun Rufeng has always had a slight obsession with cleanliness. At this moment, seeing his sleeves wrinkled in Nezha's hands, the anger in his heart was about to burst out.
Seeing that things were not going well, Jun Ruzhu quickly stepped forward and pulled Nezha away.
"Alright, alright, Second Brother was just trying to scare you. When did Second Brother ever complain to Eldest Brother? We need to hurry on our way; we still have a lot of things to buy and bring back." Jun Ruzhu stepped forward and gently patted Nezha's shoulder.
Nezha secretly glanced at Jun Rufeng's expression. He saw that Jun Rufeng's brows were furrowed, his lips were tightly closed, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.
But this didn't stop Nezha from climbing up the pole, so he said with a grin, "Hehe, I knew my second brother was the best."
Upon hearing this, Jun Rufeng's displeasure dissipated by more than half.
However, Jun Ruzhu, who was standing to the side, was not having it. He pretended to be angry and walked to the side, putting distance between himself and Nezha, muttering, "You ungrateful little thing, isn't your sixth senior brother good enough? I even spoke up for you."
Seeing this, Nezha quickly ran to Jun Ruzhu's side and coaxed him with a grin, "Of course, Sixth Senior Brother is good! Sixth Senior Brother is the best."
Jun Ruzhu couldn't help but laugh out loud at Nezha's endearing appearance.
He patted Nezha on the shoulder and said, "Alright, stop joking around. Let's hurry up and go." After saying that, the group continued on their way to their destination.
Meanwhile, people from other continents hesitated when faced with the purple poisonous miasma.
"The people from the Void Continent have left. We thought the Sovereign Continent was interested, but it turns out they came to warn us. It seems their continent doesn't intend to participate in this operation either. The Holy Sky Continent hasn't made a move, clearly observing the situation. The Profound Cang Continent is obviously protecting the Sumeru Continent. Should we really go?" someone whispered to the person leading the team.
The leader glanced at him and said, "Didn't you hear what the Junlin Continent said? We on the continent have some shame. Let's go, let's retreat. Those bastards from the Qiong family are always thinking of sitting on the sidelines and watching the tigers fight. They're dreaming."
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