(Today's word count is an extra two thousand, running late, but this kind of late doesn't count ah~~)
The Crown Prince's face turned as cold as ice, knowing full well the Dragon Turtle was adept at sowing discord, at slapping labels on others.
Now it seemed that if he pursued, the First Prince would die because of him. But if he didn't chase, how could the First Prince survive in his hands?
So, the murderer would be the Dragon Turtle, but he would be the one despised inside and out?
The Crown Prince snorted and charged forward with his sword. Did they think he was like his naive, inexperienced younger brother?
As long as the sword was in his hand, what did reputation matter to him? The emperor's throne was not won with a good reputation!
He slashed with his sword, but the figure of Su He moving forward suddenly disappeared. The Crown Prince swiftly turned and slashed backward.
