The third prince was beaten to the point of near death, letting out pitiful cries: "I am your brother, I am a prince, you... cannot..."
The Third Prince probably never dreamed that his disabled younger brother, who usually disliked interacting with people, could be a million times more terrifying than a demon from hell when he got angry.
His eyes gleamed with golden light as he felt life slipping away.
He didn't want to die, and he pleaded almost desperately, "Please... let me go, I know I was wrong."
Li Gui pulled the dazed Yi Chenli back and reminded him in his ear, "Master, this is the palace. He deserves to die, but not here."
Li Gui's eyes met Yi Chenli's, and there was only coldness and frost in those pupils.
Li Gui had served his master for many years, but he was still intimidated and silently withdrew.
He knew that no one could save someone from the clutches of Asura; no one.
With a slight exertion of force, Yi Chenli snapped the Third Prince's neck in front of everyone present with a loud "crack." The Third Prince immediately lost his breath and collapsed to the ground like a rag doll.
When he died, the Third Prince's eyes were still open, filled with terror. Only in death did he realize what true despair was.
Several timid individuals were so frightened that they wet their pants on the spot. Although these spoiled brats were unruly, they usually only bluffed and had never seen such a scene before.
They scattered in terror, screaming, but they couldn't escape Yi Chenli's grasp.
Yi Chenli summoned his third and fourth brothers who were following him, and they captured everyone back without breaking a sweat.
The anger in Yi Chenli's eyes did not dissipate.
He recalled their lewd words: "Are An Yuan'er's breasts big? Is her waist soft?" "Yi Chenli is a good-for-nothing. An Yuan'er is just using him."
These people are unforgivable; even dying ten thousand times wouldn't be enough to vent their anger.
Some people are not people you can just talk about casually.
Moreover, these people, having witnessed his killing of the Third Prince, were determined not to let him live.
"Merciful and compassionate Sixth Prince, spare my life!"
"We, your servants, kowtow to you. We apologize. We were bastards. Please give us a chance to atone for our sins."
These spoiled brats were terrified, jumping up and down and frantically slapping themselves, begging Yi Chenli to spare their lives.
But Yi Chenli didn't even glance at them. He turned his back, made a hand gesture, and before they could react, they were instantly silenced in the blink of an eye.
Blood was everywhere.
A crow flew by, its mournful cry seemingly for no one.
Yi Chenli has never been kind. Because of that girl, he had tried his best to hide his darkness, but today Yi Chenli exposed his true nature, ruthless and brutal, enough to make people despair.
He tortured and murdered a prince, his own brother. A cruel smile played on Yi Chenli's lips, but what did it matter?
He deserves to die!
As the third and fourth brothers were preparing to clean up the corpses scattered on the ground, Yi Chenli suddenly glanced sharply in the direction to the west.
There was someone there who witnessed everything that just happened.
He picked up his throwing knife, preparing to kill and silence the witnesses, when suddenly, people from the west stepped forward.
"Clap clap clap clap!" The newcomer clapped and said with a smile, "Sixth Prince, you are very skilled. This is only while you are in a wheelchair. If your leg ailment is cured in a few years, your strength will be unimaginable."
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