"Fourth Prince, when we return to the Imperial City, we'll call some more experts to kill Mo Batian and Zeng Chunyu," some guards said angrily.
Hearing his subordinate speak like this, Hua Tianyu cursed in fury, "Your mother, do you want me dead?"
"Ah, Fourth Prince, I didn't mean that," the guards, frightened by Hua Tianyu's anger, quickly knelt down to beg for mercy.
Hua Tianyu sneered, "You should know that Mo Batian is so powerful now. If I go find him now, it will definitely cause problems. Moreover, Hou Tianshi is already dead. My royal brothers are sure to know, and they will definitely kick a man while he's down and deal me a dirty hand. And here I am, needing to hurry back to recuperate, yet you're urging me to find trouble with Mo Batian. Is my brain filled with water?"
The more Hua Tianyu spoke, the angrier he got, and he fiercely slapped the subordinate.
