The Eldest Prince in my memory was gentle and elegant, often wearing a smile on his face, without a trace of a prince’s airs. But this Weirdo before me, with his irritable temperament, would pick fights at the slightest disagreement - the Elder found it hard to believe he was the Eldest Prince.
Moreover, this person before me had neither hands nor feet. If he truly were the Eldest Prince, what kind of human tragedy could have befallen him? The Elder dared not imagine, it was too terrifying, and he felt distressed for his Master.
The Weirdo laughed softly, a laugh filled with desolation. After laughing for a while, he stopped and said, "After parting with you at the Dead Hall back then, I returned to the Imperial Palace. As soon as I entered, Consort De had someone summon me. I never expected that the always considerate Consort De would set me up, hehe...."
After speaking, he burst into wild laughter: "You live in ordinary families, you could never imagine that an elder who always treats you so well would actually attack you so ruthlessly, turning me into neither a human nor a ghost all at once."
The other party mentioned Consort De and the Dead Hall, and the Elder was already half convinced that this Weirdo was indeed the Eldest Prince of the Former Dynasty.
"Since you are the Eldest Prince, surely you know my identity and name?" The Elder made a final test.
He was a person who had died and come back to life, living in the underground palace for decades. Without looking carefully, even old acquaintances would find it hard to recognize him.
The Weirdo said, "If you are truly my subordinate, you must be Lv Yinfeng, the Sect Leader of the Dead Hall. The cane in your hand is the Sect Leader’s token."
He intently watched the cane in the Elder’s hand, it was certainly the Sect Leader’s token, he couldn’t be mistaken.
His name hadn’t been called for decades, and yet the Weirdo even mentioned the origin of the cane. Upon hearing this, Lv Yinfeng knew that the Weirdo before him was indeed the Eldest Prince of the Former Dynasty. The cane in his hand clattered onto the rooftop, he knelt down with a thud, crying out, "Master, how did you become like this?"
The Weirdo said through gritted teeth, "It’s all because of that damn bitch, Consort De!"
Lv Yinfeng, dressed in Qing Yi, his hair largely white, cried as he said, "Master, rest assured, with your subordinates here, we will avenge you. Oh, Master, the sect we founded back then still exists!"
"Hehehe...! That’s great!" The Weirdo laughed happily. After this year, once he gets the miracle medicine from Xuexue, and his limbs grow back, he will overthrow Moli Country. That old lady always wanted her son to rule the Itinerant World securely, but he would go against her wishes.
Seeing the Master reduced to such a short form, neither human nor ghost, Lv Yinfeng felt deep sorrow.
Lv Yinfeng: "Master, does it hurt?"
Weirdo: "What?"
Lv Yinfeng: "When that Old Witch cut off your limbs!"
It’s said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, let alone having all four limbs cut off, yet still staying alive - that’s a miracle.
When the Weirdo heard this, his face twisted with hatred: "It hurt, hurt so much it was worse than death, like being in Hell, deep-fried in oil, excruciatingly painful. Yet that damn bitch just stood watching, laughing at me, lightly saying, ’Throw this trash into the Mass Grave to be buried.’ Do you know how much hate is in my heart?"
Even though decades had passed, whenever he recalled that scene, it seemed like it happened yesterday, feeling as if all his nerves still ached, especially at his limbs.
"Master, don’t be sad, I will immediately go to the Imperial Palace to deal with that Old Witch." The Master suffered inhumane torture, and Lv Yinfeng was extremely angry. He had lived in the underground palace for decades, also thanks to that Old Witch’s gift.
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