The third prince, Shang Xize, was born to his mother and was exceptionally beautiful, but he had a penchant for male homosexuality.
The fact that male homosexuality was not permitted in the Great Zhao Dynasty was considered a secret even within the royal family, and many high-ranking officials in the capital were unaware of it.
Enraged by Black Owl's words, the burly man with the bushy beard roared, "Shut up! Don't compare my young master to that filthy scum! Men, chop this foul-mouthed scoundrel to pieces!"
A knowing glint flashed in Black Owl's eyes; he himself was quite disgusted by his own words.
A member of the royal family, the eldest son, ah.
"Little Jiu, in this Great Zhao, where is there any place for you to hide? How long are you going to hold out?" Black Owl sighed inwardly, put the account book into his pocket, drew his long sword, and weaved through the crowd's attacks as if he were in an empty place.
Seeing that Black Owl's combat power was so formidable, and that his sword aura had already injured people even before his sword arrived, the burly man with the bushy beard couldn't help but think of certain people from the rumors. His eyes lit up, and he took out a small blue bottle from his pocket and splashed the red medicine inside onto Black Owl.
Black Owl instinctively unleashed his sword energy to block, but the red medicine dissolved upon contact with the wind, and a significant portion of it was already inhaled into his mouth and nose.
Before long, Black Owl felt his internal energy gradually stagnate, and he could only use his moves without any internal strength.
Upon seeing this, the burly man with the bushy beard laughed loudly: "I thought you were some kind of scoundrel, but it turns out you're just a filthy thing that came out of the Black Hell. You really have a thick skin; instead of just killing yourself, you have this kind of hobby. It's truly rare to find someone like you in this world."
"shut up!"
Suddenly having his deepest wounds ripped open, Black Owl's longsword trembled slightly, and his eyes bloodshot with hatred.
"What, you dare to speak but not listen to others? Where did your arrogance go? Come on, your grandpa is right here for you to kill. Without your dirty skills, what can you do to grandpa?" The burly man with the bushy beard spoke in an extremely insulting and provocative manner.
Black Owl's eyes were bloodshot as he angrily thrust his sword forward, only to be stopped by several henchmen he could usually crush with a single kick, preventing him from even getting close to the burly man with the bushy beard.
The burly man with the bushy beard watched Black Owl, who was furious but powerless due to the loss of his inner energy, like a cat playing with a mouse. He put away his knife, pushed aside the henchmen blocking his way, cracked his knuckles, and walked towards Black Owl with a sinister grin.
"I hate you fancy-looking guys the most. You like androgynous things, right? Well, I'll grant your wish today and send you to a brothel. I guarantee you'll live like a god for the rest of your life." The burly man with the bushy beard said as he threw a punch at Black Owl, but he didn't use his full strength. He just said the most hurtful words and slowly toyed with him.
Black Owl simply abandoned his sword, raised his right thumb, and fiercely wiped away the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were already bloodshot, and his voice, filled with hatred, was chilling and demonic: "Want to send me to a brothel? I'd rather send you to hell, where you'll be happier."
"Someone like you wants to send me to hell? Hahahaha..."
The burly man with the bushy beard seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and he and his henchmen almost burst out laughing as they pointed at the unarmed Black Owl.
But the burly man with the bushy beard soon stopped laughing, because Black Owl had grabbed his neck with one hand, and he was lifted up by Black Owl, who was acting like a madman. His whole body was stiff as iron, and he couldn't even kick or struggle.
Moreover, the burly man with the bushy beard discovered that all his vital essence and inner energy were flowing out of his body through the Black Owl's hand.
He! He's draining his life essence and power!
The burly man with the bushy beard finally understood why people say that those who emerge from the Black Purgatory are either unparalleled geniuses or devils!
He really is a devil!
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