Si, the drama queen, took a moment to react before her eyes darkened.
Upon closer inspection, however, there was a hint of amusement mixed with a chilling smile.
"Oh~~~" He played with his drooping rabbit ears, his upturned peach blossom eyes slightly red with excitement, looking both sickly and beautiful.
"So it was His Highness the Crown Prince who deliberately committed murder in broad daylight! How terrifying!"
What... you killed the wrong person!
Sang Qingyu gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his clenched right fist: "Kill him! Kill him for me!"
His irrational roar unleashed a barrage of laser guns, all hurtling toward the seemingly delicate white rabbit.
A little while later...
The assassins lay dead, scattered and broken.
Blood flowed freely, and Sang Qingyu had two ribs broken by Si Jin, who then decisively pressed a gun against her temple.
"This gun was given to me by the First Prince a few days ago. It's very useful. Why don't you... try it out first, Your Highness?"
His voice was clear and pleasant, yet it sent chills down Sang Qingyu's spine.
The next moment, "Bang—"
"Ahhhh—"
Unable to bear the threat of death, Sang Qingyu suddenly cried out and turned to kneel before Si Jin.
With tears in her eyes, she pleaded, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"Hahahaha." But Si Jin didn't actually fire the gun. He sat on the red chair in the private room and laughed heartily.
"Your Highness, was my ventriloquism fun? Wasn't it very realistic?"
Sang Qingyu couldn't believe that he, a one-star crown prince, would be so frightened by Si Jin's onomatopoeia that he knelt down and cried.
His eyes were red with anger, "You son of a bitch..."
However, before he could finish speaking, Si Jin easily pressed a gun against the top of his head.
"Me?" The lop-eared rabbit looked completely innocent. "I remember when I was first captured, His Highness the Crown Prince mocked me, saying that rabbits were the most fun, the easiest to...die."
“Now…” Si Jin’s expression suddenly turned cold: “Is it… fun?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger, piercing Sang Qingyu's shoulder.
They even specifically chose the most painful acupoint to insert the needle.
Sang Qingyu was in so much pain that he almost collapsed to the ground. He gritted his teeth, secretly picked up a gun that had been lying on the ground, and was about to take revenge when he saw Si Jin had already arrived at the door.
His fierce aura subsided, and the moment he opened the door, he staggered and almost fell to the ground: "Your Highness, Your Highness, save me, save me!"
Sang Qingyu then noticed that the eldest prince, Sang Qingze, was standing outside the door with his troops.
With a cold look in his eyes, he produced an arrest warrant: "According to Xu Sijin's report, Crown Prince Sang Qingyu has released the prisoner Xu Zhen. The evidence is conclusive. He is hereby stripped of all his authority and is to be taken into custody for trial."
Suppressed? Pending trial?
Those two simple words made Sang Qingyu feel as if the sky had fallen: "I want to see Father! Eldest son, I am the Crown Prince, you have no right to suppress me, you have no right to suppress me!"
Because he refused to cooperate, he was kicked several times by the soldiers escorting him, and he fainted, foaming at the mouth.
Si Jin stood behind the crowd and quietly left.
"Youngest son." He said with his divine sense: "Look, now no one will know that I broke Sang Qingyu's ribs, right? That shot can also be considered self-defense."
"Yes...yes." Xiao Yao put away the video camera and lit a candle for Sang Qingyu.
May there be no Sijing in hell!
Si Jin retorted: I've noticed you've been acting a bit too saintly lately, always lighting candles.
"I call this doing good deeds for the adults!" Little Yao argued, his beard bristling. "I'm just showing my love for the adults!"
Oh, don't let A-Yuan hear that.
The leader's body trembled, and he nodded seriously.
But the next instant, the system received a message.
Rakshasa: [Tell me, who do you love?]
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