He rushed up to Shen Ye and blocked his way, shouting, "Are you deaf? I told you to stop right there!"
"Call me?" Shen Ye looked at the prince in front of him and spoke calmly.
“Yes, that’s you!” Zhao Beiqi said, putting his left hand on his hip and pointing at Shen Ye with his right.
"Oh, then what does Young Master Zhao want with me?" Shen Ye asked, looking bewildered.
"Why don't you bow to me when you see me?" Zhao Beiqi asked arrogantly.
"Why should I bow to you? Just because you're a child?" Shen Ye pressed aggressively.
"How dare you speak to me like that? Do you know who I am?"
"Who are you? The adopted son of Song Fengzhi, the Grand General Protector of the Empire? You just rely on your status to act recklessly. If someone didn't respect you, you would just point your finger at them and say, 'Do you know who I am?'" Shen Ye stopped, looked at Zhao Beiqi in front of him, took a step forward, and bowed slightly, saying, "Who are you?"
“I am…” Zhao Beiqi pointed at Shen Ye with his left hand and said viciously, “You just wait, I’ll have my godfather kill you right now.”
With that, he turned to leave, but after taking only a few steps, he stopped, tilted his head slightly, and said to Shen Ye behind him, "Are you scared? Now kneel down and beg for mercy, and I might consider sparing your dog's life!"
Shen Ye suddenly had a strong urge to put the child back into his mother's womb and start over. It must be because his mother didn't choose a good day when she gave birth to him that she gave birth to such a child!
"If you think that I have committed a capital offense by not bowing to you, then I have nothing to say. However, I must advise you: you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."
"What do you mean?" Zhao Beiqi asked, pointing at Shen Ye.
"What I mean is, your godfather is my man. If you go and let him kill me, do you think he will protect you or me?"
No sooner had Shen Ye finished speaking than a voice so beautiful it could make one's ears pregnant rang out: "Well said!"
Shen Ye looked up at the sound and saw Song Fengzhi walking towards him, bathed in golden light.
A smile played on his lips, his eyes sparkled with a captivating charm, and his every move was like a poppy.
"I'm back," Shen Ye said.
Zhao Beiqi glanced at Shen Ye with a disdainful look on his face, as if he had found a powerful backer, and ran smugly to Song Fengzhi's side.
Before Song Fengzhi could respond to Shen Ye, Zhao Beiqi complained from the side, "Godfather, this Eighth Prince not only doesn't bow to me, but also bullies me and doesn't respect me at all."
In his eyes, Prince Shenye was like a dog, who had to kneel down and bow to him like a servant whenever he saw him.
Song Fengzhi glared at Zhao Beiqi, "Yuanhao, Beiqi is ignorant, don't take it to heart. I apologize to you on his behalf."
Shen Ye's eyes were dark and unfathomable as he stared intently at Zhao Beiqi, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger: "General Song is right. I will certainly not bother with a mere child."
“Godfather, he is just an unfavored prince. An unfavored prince is like a dog that the emperor doesn’t want. Why do you still apologize to him like this?”
"Zhao Beiqi, get down here and kneel before your father's memorial tablet for three hours," Song Fengzhi coldly rebuked.
Zhao Beiqi was indignant. His adoptive father had always doted on him the most, but this prince not only scolded him as soon as he arrived, but also made him kneel before the memorial tablet.
"I won't kneel for three hours for a dog..."
"Smack!"
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