"Do you know what kind of person I hate the most?"
Tang Yi gazed at the Third Prince, his eyes brimming with undisguised disgust.
Seeing the undisguised disgust in Tang Yi's eyes, the Third Prince felt that something bad was about to happen.
"The people I hate the most are the cruel and ruthless, especially those scoundrels who stop at nothing to achieve their goals!"
Crack!
Before the Third Prince could even think of running away or fighting back, Tang Yi reached out a hand and grabbed his neck firmly, lifting him into the air like an eagle seizing a chick.
"You killed your own father just to save your life. Do you think I would keep you by my side?"
"If I really did that, then I would have to be vigilant all the time, wary that you might stab me in the back!"
"No..."
Feeling Tang Yi's fingers tightening around his neck, the Third Prince's breathing growing more and more difficult, he desperately tried to argue, "Sir, I truly wouldn't dare!"
