Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 683

Chapter 683: Chapter 686 I’m So Ruthless, Even I’m Scared of Myself [Third Update]

Xiuyuan Realm, the capital. The Official Residence of the Chief Minister.

In the rear courtyard, over a dozen courtesans sang with voices as seductive as canaries, joined by more than twenty scantily clad dancers swaying their bodies to the music.

Ordinarily, the Chief Minister would never dare host such a display, as he greatly valued his reputation. But today was different. This entire spectacle was for a single, esteemed guest.

Though this was the Chief Minister’s home, the elderly man, now in his seventies, was relegated to a secondary seat. The main seat was occupied by a handsome man in his twenties, dressed in a black Xuan Dragon Robe of the finest craftsmanship.

Based on looks alone, this man was a dragon among men, exceptionally talented and handsome. To women who prized appearance above all else, he was a rare catch—a good man. Of course, judging by his character, this young master was utterly despicable. But most women didn’t mind that. As long as a man was handsome, rich, and skilled at seduction, he was considered a good man.

Right now, this so-called good man sipped his wine, his gaze sweeping over the dancers with a wicked charm. He wore a look of appreciation, yet he still shook his head slightly. These dancers are still wearing too much, he thought with annoyance. The parts I want to see are completely hidden.

He was the Tianlong Crown Prince. King Qian Zhong had repeatedly warned him not to provoke Wu Tian, but the Crown Prince was determined to defy him. Could Wu Tian actually kill me? he scoffed inwardly. After all, my backing isn’t limited to Qian Zhong Country.

At that moment, a man in black approached, knelt, and spoke respectfully, "Your Highness, A-Da, A-Er, and A-San have brought the person."

Hearing this, the Tianlong Crown Prince immediately set down his wine cup. With a slight cough, he dismissed the singers and dancers before turning to the Chief Minister of Xiuyuan Country. "What do you think of my bearing?" he asked.

The Chief Minister dared not hesitate. "Your Highness is exceptionally distinguished, a true gentleman in this troubled age. No man in this world can compare to you."

"Mm," the Tianlong Crown Prince nodded, then turned to his subordinate in black. "And you? What do you think of my attire today?"

The man in black glanced at him. "Your Highness, since we have come to the Xiuyuan Realm, we should be traveling incognito. For you to wear a Xuan Dragon Robe... I believe it is highly inappropriate. Perhaps I should find you a set of plain clothes."

"My Xuan Dragon Robe is inappropriate?" The Tianlong Crown Prince smiled faintly. To any woman who judged a man by his appearance, that smile would have seemed as warm and bright as the sun—the smile of a perfect gentleman.

But then, the Crown Prince moved a finger. A thrown dagger flashed out like lightning, striking the man in black before he could react. The blade lodged itself in his throat. The subordinate’s eyes went wide with disbelief. He couldn’t understand why the Tianlong Crown Prince had killed him. Dying with his eyes wide open, he collapsed.

"Idiot." Still not satisfied, the Tianlong Crown Prince spat on the corpse. "My Xuan Dragon Robe is inappropriate?" he sneered. "Do you think I’m unworthy of it? You even offered to find me plain clothes! What is my status? How could I dress like a commoner? It’s clear that in your heart, you believe I’m unfit to be the Crown Prince."

The Chief Minister of the Xiuyuan Realm secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Thank goodness my flattery skills are so exceptional, he thought. As the saying goes, ’Honest advice is hard to swallow.’ But how many people in this world can actually listen to it?

The Chief Minister ordered his men to drag the body away and bury it.

"No, feed it to the dogs," the Tianlong Crown Prince interjected suddenly. "He started serving me when he was seven, always with utmost dedication. Let him perform one last service for me. Feed his flesh to my new dogs. I imagine he would be overjoyed to know, even in the underworld, that he could serve me one final time."

"Yes," the Chief Minister nodded in terror.

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