Shi Kun's face twitched, and he forced a smile: "Brother Zu has already done it perfectly. I can't surpass it even if I try, so I won't embarrass myself."
Zu An sneered: "What, does Young Master Shi intend to go back on his word? You just made a vow to Heaven."
Shi Kun was almost in tears. He never expected that he would end up shooting himself in the foot. Everything that had just happened felt like a dream to him. He never imagined that the Crown Prince would hit all four of his throwing knives so accurately.
The crown prince, standing to the side, was also excited: "That's right, that's right, hurry up and get on it! I'm rarely in such a good state, and I want to enjoy this feeling to the fullest."
He was, after all, only human. Zuan hadn't controlled him with the jade cong for very long, and he was already thankful that he managed to shoot the flying knife. At this point, the prince had returned to normal.
He felt completely dazed just now, having inexplicably hit four shots in a row. He felt an emptiness in his heart and wanted to experience it again clearly and have another good time.
Shi Kun looked at the Crown Prince with suspicion and uncertainty. Just now, the other party gave him a feeling of being unfathomable, but now he seemed like a fool.
Is he encouraging me like this to take the opportunity to teach me a lesson?
Wait, that's not right. I've been with the Crown Prince for so long, I've worked hard even if I haven't done anything great, so I should be much closer to him than that Zu An. I suppose the Crown Prince is trying to give me a way out. He'll shoot the apple four more times later, and we'll draw a draw, which will make everyone happy.
With this thought, a huge weight was lifted from his heart.
Zuan was getting impatient: "Young Master Shi, if you don't want to compete, just admit defeat. Come over here, lie down and lick my feet, then bark like a dog."
Ugh~ The thought of a grown man licking my feet makes me sick. Is this guy a pervert, making such a bet? But to see him bark like a dog, I'll reluctantly agree.
Shi Kun, believing he had guessed the Crown Prince's thoughts, was furious and couldn't stand such humiliation. He roared, "You bastard, do you think I'd lose to you? Bring it on!"
Shi Kun's anger level has increased by 999!
He walked straight to the wall and opened his arms: "Come on, put the apples down for me. The Crown Prince is always right, so why would I worry?"
He even went out of his way to flatter the crown prince again, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong.
"Of course, how could this Crown Prince fail?" The Crown Prince's eyes were not big to begin with, and he was also quite chubby, so when he heard such flattery, his eyes almost disappeared with laughter.
Xiao Xu and Xiao He, standing to the side, twitched their eyelids. "Your Highness, aren't you afraid that those eunuchs you killed with your flying knives back then will come looking for you in the middle of the night?"
After placing the apples, the prince suddenly pondered and said, "I've already hit the target four times out of four. Hitting it four more times won't show my skill. Why don't you blindfold me and I'll do a blind shot?"
Shi Kun was nearly scared out of his wits and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, please understand. I made a bet with Zu An, and the bet must be fair. Let Your Highness try blind shooting again another day."
Xiao Xu and Xiao He cursed inwardly, thinking, "If this son of a bitch says something like that, won't they be the ones to suffer if the Crown Prince decides to do something like that in the future?"
Unfortunately, they were just minor eunuchs, while Shi Kun was the son of the Grand Marshal, a man of high status. They dared not offend him and could only put this debt on their books for the time being.
"I see," the prince said, somewhat bored. "Alright then, I'll begin. Hmm, I'll start by shooting the top of the head."
Shi Kun: "..."
He weakly reminded him, "Your Highness, it's the apple on your head, not the top of your head."
The crown prince glared at him: "Of course I know. Do you think I'm stupid? If you say another word, I'll shoot you in the head."
Shi Kun hurriedly smiled apologetically, "Your Majesty, I dare not, Your Majesty, I dare not."
He was secretly cursing in his heart, thinking that based on this guy's past performance, he might as well have just aimed at my head and shot, because that way he would have missed.
However, having just witnessed his unerring accuracy, he dared not utter such words aloud.
The crown prince nodded in satisfaction, then held the throwing knife and aimed it at the ground.
Shi Kun's heart pounded wildly. The Crown Prince hadn't been like this when he threw the flying knives earlier; each move was clean and decisive. Now, with the way he was aiming and sniping, it felt so unreliable.
He stared intently at the other person's hand, his heart trembling as the hand moved.
The feeling of waiting to be executed is just too unbearable; it would be better to just get it over with.
As if hearing his thoughts, the Crown Prince finally made his move.
The thrown knife flew crookedly, completely unlike its previous appearance.
Shi Kun was completely dumbfounded: "???"
Didn't you say you were going to shoot the apple on my head? Why are you shooting it down here? Do you mean you should shoot this between my legs?
But the angle is wrong, it's a bit too high. It won't hit the apple, but rather the vital spot three inches below the navel.
The reason he had so many ideas was mainly because the flying knife shot by the prince was too slow. After all, he was a sixth-rank expert and could clearly see the flying trick.
The surrounding eunuchs and guards nodded in agreement. This was the Crown Prince's normal level, or rather, it was an exceptional performance. The error was only a few feet. Normally, when he threw a flying knife, the landing point could be several feet away from the target.
Shi Kun was now drenched in cold sweat. What should he do? What should he do?
Could it be that the Crown Prince is using this to punish me? If it were an ordinary throwing knife, I would be willing to grit my teeth and let him punish me to vent my anger. But this Immortal-Slaying Throwing Knife can injure a person's soul. If it hits me, I'll be crippled. What's more, it hit the most vital part of a man's body.
Not only did he become a useless person on the path of cultivation, but he couldn't even be a man?
As the flying knife was about to hit him, he finally made up his mind. Forget it, preserving his strength was the best course of action. After all, this was a world of cultivation, and one's final status depended on one's strength.
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