The Eighth Prince's heart sank, knowing things were not good. He slowly took a few steps back, looked around, and leaned against the big tree behind him.
Qiao Yuchen was not one to talk to people; he had to save himself.
I just hope he can arrive soon.
We are well prepared for this trip.
That time, Qiao Yuchen only appeared to kill the guards in the villa; he didn't have any men he had hidden in the shadows.
This grove is the hiding place the Eighth Prince chose.
Entering and leaving this place will not attract attention, and at crucial moments, one can hear one's own orders, allowing him to stay in the capital forever and fight for that position once more.
Today, he was originally following Chen Siyuan when he inadvertently discovered the relationship between the Wen family and Chen Siyuan. He also learned today that Wen Kai, a famous martial arts master, was actually Chen Siyuan's cousin.
Because of this, coupled with the Wen family's status in the business world and their reputation in the martial arts world, he understood why the Seventh Prince had been so successful.
Military power and wealth became the Seventh Prince's assets.
Today, he originally planned to detain Chen Siyuan to use her as a threat, but before he could carry out his plan, he ended up like this himself.
Qiao Yuchen took another step back, stared at the Eighth Prince in front of him, and said, word by word, "I don't want much, but unfortunately, you did something you shouldn't have done today."
"I...I don't know what the young general is talking about." He tried to tell himself that he hadn't made a move yet and wouldn't leave any evidence.
Besides, he was a prince, the emperor's son, while Qiao Yuchen, even with military power, was merely a subject.
Qiao Yuchen smiled, a dazzling smile that was more beautiful than any woman's, and at that moment, it revealed a chilling smile.
“My wife is Chen Siyuan,” Qiao Yuchen stated, revealing his bottom line.
"I didn't do anything." The Eighth Prince was nervous, and indeed, he confessed without being asked!
"You stalked my wife."
"Young General, you've misunderstood." In a critical moment, one can say anything to save their life.
No sooner had the Eighth Prince finished speaking than Wen Kai emerged from the shadows.
No words are needed; this is enough to prove what the Eighth Prince did not long ago.
The moment the Eighth Prince saw Wen Kai, his face turned ashen.
not good.
It's been discovered.
At this point, the Eighth Prince could only cling to a last sliver of hope.
Wen Kai appeared and glanced at Qiao Yuchen standing to the side.
The two exchanged a glance, and Wen Kai quickly left.
He discovered that someone was following his cousin and immediately gave chase when he had the chance.
Just as they were about to leave the city, they encountered Qiao Yuchen.
The two didn't even speak, only exchanged glances, and arrived here with perfect understanding.
After watching for a while, it seems that Qiao Yuchen is really planning to make a move against the Eighth Prince.
He had known Qiao Yuchen for many years and knew his identity as the leader of the Demonic Sect. He knew that Qiao Yuchen was capable of anything.
He felt at ease having Qiao Yuchen handle this matter.
Wen Kai appeared, said nothing, and left quickly.
Not long after he left, he heard screams coming from behind him.
Qiao Yuchen truly lives up to his reputation as the leader of the Demonic Sect; his ruthlessness is on full display.
There's nothing in the martial arts world that Qiao Yuchen can't do.
It's laughable, really. Of all the places the Eighth Prince could have gone, he had to run off to the outskirts of the city. With the emperor far away, he could have died here.
Wen Kai now finally understands that the situation in the capital is far too tense, and danger could strike at any moment.
Many people coveted the military power that Qiao Yuchen now held, and Chen Siyuan was thus exposed to everyone.
He thought to himself that now was not the time for him to leave.
Wen Kai walked on, the screams behind him continuing.
The screams didn't come from just one person, but from a chorus of cries.
Wen Kai stopped in his tracks. Could it be...?
Here, the Eighth Prince stood still, watching the corpses flying down from mid-air, and he could no longer remain calm.
These were all people he had arranged, appearing before him one by one like corpses, raining down on him.
The little bit of trust he had when he came to the capital was shattered by what he saw before him, and he lost his composure.
As a prince, his imposing presence gradually waned.
"Qiao Yuchen, what exactly do you want to do?"
Qiao Yuchen smiled.
He raised his hand.
The bodies that had been being thrown over like raindrops temporarily stopped.
After a brief moment of quiet, something was suddenly thrown in front of me.
It was like a ball, wrapped in a black cloth, and no one knew what it was.
As the thing rolled closer, he smelled a strong stench of blood.
Just then, a flash of lightning struck, and coincidentally, the black cloth loosened slightly, allowing him to clearly see an eyeball through the gap.
Yes, it's the eyeball.
The Eighth Prince stared intently, his hands clenched tightly inside his sleeves, his nails digging into his flesh, yet he was oblivious to the pain.
Simply because those eyes belonged to the woman beside him.
Those eyes were like a seductive charm; every time he saw them, his heart would itch. When he left his fiefdom, he deliberately left this woman behind, worried that he was here to handle important matters and that thinking about things between men and women all day would interfere with his business.
At the same time, he worried that this woman's appearance would become his weakness.
Who would have thought that the woman who should have been in her fiefdom would appear before her in such a way.
"This woman is not bad, and she's pretty too," Qiao Yuchen said sarcastically.
The Eighth Prince was furious.
As a prince, he had never been humiliated like this before.
How could one not be angry to see the woman they love turned into this?
Just as the Eighth Prince was about to rush over, the black cloth covering him suddenly came loose.
The Eighth Prince, who was about to walk over, stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the scene before him.
this......
The Eighth Prince had just thought the head was a bit too big and found it strange. He was furious when the woman he liked was made like this. Now, seeing the woman who looked like a ball, he was stunned.
"The Eighth Prince spends all his time in his fiefdom pondering those things, and probably doesn't know that there is a kind of contortionist art in the Jin Kingdom. This contortionist art can shape a person into any shape, just like now."
The Eighth Prince opened his eyes wide, and after a long while, he turned to look at Qiao Yuchen in front of him, only to be met with a mocking gaze.
"As a prince, if you can't even see through this, why come to the capital to pursue your ambitions? Aren't you just here to die!" Qiao Yuchen said coolly, then turned and left.
The group of people wearing ghost masks also disappeared along with them.
When only the Eighth Prince and the corpse on the ground remained in the entire forest, the Eighth Prince became enraged.
He didn't stop; he took several steps back and leaned against the tree again to regain his balance.
Just then, a voice that could infuriate anyone came from afar.
"I forgot to tell you, Eighth Master, that I found my brother-in-law at the Fourth Prince's grave last time."
Upon hearing this, the Eighth Prince angrily widened his eyes and stared intently at what was in front of him. Later, he lost control and spat out a mouthful of blood.
His men arrived long after the Eighth Prince had fallen ill.
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