As the saying goes, when gods fight, innocent bystanders suffer as well.
Originally, Prince Rong's benevolence and righteousness were known throughout the world, and crowds of onlookers admired him.
However, ever since Zheng Ya caused a scene at Fuxiang Tower, beat the drum to appeal to the emperor, and exposed Prince Rong's inhumane and unjust deeds, Prince Rong's reputation for benevolence and righteousness has been ruined.
This has inadvertently cast a shadow of hypocrisy on the public's mind.
Prince Rong led his troops to attack, and the people scattered in panic.
This pleased Zheng Ya, who turned to the furious procession of Prince Rong and laughed, "Oh, Prince Rong has come to confess his sins in person..."
"Fu Ya, you have slandered me! What is your punishment?" Prince Rong roared angrily, his guard broken.
His former refined and easygoing image has crumbled overnight.
The guards protecting Prince Rong drew their swords, ready to kill Zheng Ya and the other two at his command.
Manager Qi had already been helped up by the staff of Fuxiang Restaurant and went to the side to recover from his injuries. Everyone glared angrily at Zheng Ya, baring their teeth.
They looked like they wanted to rush up and bite Zheng Ya to death, like a dog relying on its master's power.
Zheng Ya ignored him and laughed at Prince Rong: "What kind of nonsense is this fabricated charge from your dog mouth?"
Don't even mention that you secretly plotted to usurp the throne and committed a capital crime; it's useless to try and get away with this by spouting nonsense.
Even if I were to cut off your head, do you think the value of the spirit root restoration fluid I provided to His Majesty would be a punishment for me?
"You scoundrel! Do you think I'm nothing more than an ant in your eyes, to be killed at your whim?" Prince Rong roared, raising his hand in a furious accusation, as if he would order Zheng Ya's execution if Zheng Ya's answer didn't meet his expectations, in order to uphold Prince Rong's dignity.
Zheng Ya smiled faintly, raised his hand to touch his nose, and said with a smile: "It seems that I have been protected by my master in the immortal sect and have not revealed any of my strength, which has led some people to try to test my strength again and again."
Perfect timing! I'm in a good mood today and want to stretch my muscles.
"Come on, one-on-one or a group fight, it's up to you, I'll take it all. Shall we fight?"
"Xiao Ba, go up and break his front teeth, so he'll have to be more polite to me from now on." Prince Rong was taken aback, then smiled ambiguously, lowered his hand, and ordered Zheng Ba to go up and beat the man.
Zheng Ba accepted the order, clasped his hands in a salute, handed the curved sword to Zheng Liu, and strode towards the center of the street, coldly shouting, "Lord Fu, the Prince has ordered that I take your front teeth. Come and fight!"
"As you wish, a simple, unremarkable punch." Facing his menacing stance and challenge, Zheng Ya smiled and raised his hand, delivering a slow, feinting punch from a distance.
Prince Rong laughed out loud: "Hahaha, Xiao Ba is born with superhuman strength, plus he has the cultivation of the fourth level of Foundation Establishment. He doesn't even dare to use the Void Fist Technique when fighting against others."
You're trying to make me laugh out loud by talking at thin air like that..."
Before Prince Rong could finish speaking, Zheng Ba, who had been teasing Zheng Ya with a long-range punch, turned pale with fear. He realized the danger was imminent and before he could dodge, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if a hole had been punched through him. He instinctively looked down and cried out, "Ah!"
With a scream, Zheng Ba's body shattered, blood raining down, staining the snow on the street red and terrifying people.
Prince Rong's expression, which had been mocking Zheng Ya, quickly turned to fear, and the guards all changed color and trembled.
The onlookers scattered in a panic, uttering a rustling sound.
A commotion broke out on the street. An old man covered his granddaughter's eyes, but the little girl pried open her grandfather's fingers and looked on with great surprise, almost shouting with delight.
Zheng Ya sensed the little girl's delight at having avenged herself, and turned to her, saying, "Little sister, aren't you scared?"
"I'm not afraid. The more miserable the enemies who killed my parents and relatives die, the happier I'll be. I wish I could kill them with my own hands..." Liu Yan'er said angrily, tears welling up in her eyes.
The old man, Liu Yuan, also had tears in his eyes as he said, "Yan'er, don't say anymore. You're still young. Leave the matter of revenge to your grandfather."
"This old man's protectiveness of his granddaughter is touching, but it cannot cure your granddaughter's inner turmoil."
"If you trust me, try drinking this potion. You might be pleasantly surprised!" Zheng Ya flipped his hand and took out a bottle of high-grade gene potion from his supernatural mini-world, then handed it to Liu Yan'er.
While Liu Yuan was still in a daze, Liu Yan'er reached out her frostbitten little hand and took the medicine Zheng Ya handed her. When Liu Yuan came to his senses and tried to stop her, Liu Yan'er brought the medicine to her lips and tilted her head back to drink it.
Prince Rong, still reeling from the shock of Zheng Ba's shattered body and the rain of blood and flesh, roared, "Fu Ya, you treat human life like dirt..."
"Tch, Prince Rong, it's clearly because your dog is too weak, unable to withstand my ordinary punch, a strike from a distance?"
What's wrong? You're not as skilled as me, so you're trying to cheat?
"Why don't you, Prince Rong, try it yourself?" Zheng Ya turned to Prince Rong and teased him, which frightened the guards into moving closer to Prince Rong, fearing that Zheng Ya might suddenly kill him.
Prince Rong trembled with rage, but refused to back down, shouting defiantly, "Hmph, I've brought men to deal with the criminals who slandered me..."
"Wait, stop right there, you sir."
Whether they, grandfather and grandson, are criminals, or whether they have slandered you, the hypocritical Prince Rong, is something I don't want to know for the time being.
Of course, I am not an unreasonable person.
"You intervened in the deaths of that grandfather and grandson, and it's suspected that you, Prince Rong, coveted their family property and treasures and deliberately murdered them. You turned around and accused me. It's inappropriate for me to forcefully intervene..." Zheng Ya chuckled and crossed his arms to reason with the man.
Prince Rong was so angry that his face turned ashen. He couldn't help but shout, "Since you know, why don't you hand them over to me for punishment..."
"Wait a minute, how can you be so unreasonable, you hypocritical Prince Rong, interrupting me in the street? Are you feeling guilty?" Zheng Ya calmly reasoned with Liu Yan'er, who was burning up after drinking the gene potion and Liu Yuan was anxiously protecting her with tears in his eyes.
Prince Rong was so angry that his teeth ached: "I have acted uprightly and sat honestly, so why would I feel guilty?"
Since you haven't finished speaking, please continue.
"Let's see what flowery words you can come up with!"
"Speaking eloquently, hmm, that's a bit too far off. I have the potential, and I've even had some truly astonishing performances. Do you believe me?" Zheng Ya amusedly set a trap.
Prince Rong, knowing it was a trap, defiantly declared in public, "Whether I believe your astonishing performance or not, so be it."
"Belief certainly doesn't belong to a hypocritical prince like you. I'll bet you don't believe me, and the stake will be ten thousand high-grade crystals."
"Bet a small amount, I'm worried you won't have enough assets, so you'll go and ruin other people's property, rob them of their money and even kill them..." Zheng Ya started to provoke him, managing to make money, cause trouble, and do it all at the same time.
Prince Rong laughed in anger: "Ten thousand high-grade crystals are equivalent to one hundred thousand mid-grade crystals and one million low-grade crystals. Moreover, high-grade crystals are priceless and their value is far more than that."
"You, Viscount Fu, have quite the nerve! Where do you get so much money to wager with me, the king?"
"Tch, I have a hundred bottles of this high-grade spiritual root repair fluid. I'll take them all out and bet them with you. Do you dare to accept?" Zheng Ya spread his hands apart, pulling out a hundred bottles of gene potion to invite you to the bet.
Those who coveted the Spirit Root Repair Fluid swallowed hard, their eyes wide and fixed on the gene potion, wishing they could rush forward and snatch it for themselves...
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