Myriad Races Bestiary: You Call This an F-Tier Talent?
Chapter 3203

Supreme Nine-Five, I'm Saving You!

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Eight Wise Kings collapsed onto the ground, as though the very foundations of his world were crumbling before his eyes.

His gaze was vacant, as if he had lost his soul, fixed on that unfilial son—Erh—who was now firmly seated upon what had once been his throne.

Unfilial son! What an utterly unfilial son!

Although the Black Tortoise Race was not as strict as humans when it came to ethics and filial customs, for a son to publicly humiliate his legitimate mother like this—such conduct would have been enough in any previous era for Erh to be sentenced to the harshest punishment under clan law, sliced into a thousand pieces!

Yet now, though Eight Wise Kings was filled with humiliation and rage, he could only watch helplessly. He had become a Green Turtle forcibly cuckolded, incapable of making even a meaningful protest!

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Erh's eyes were completely unlike their former humble, fearful look. They had become sharp as a hawk's, brimming with aggression and the desire for control.

With disgust, he kicked her aside as casually as if she were some worn-out object, then fixed his cold gaze on the utterly shattered Eight Wise Kings.

"Father King!" Erh's voice carried undisguised questioning and mockery. "I had clearly already drawn up the complete blueprint for the Wild Hunt Operation for you. Why did you insist on being clever and causing extra complications, plunging us into this utterly passive dead end?"

He paused, and the words he spoke were like icy blades from the depths of winter, stabbing viciously into Eight Wise Kings's heart.

"Tell me, are you a fucking idiot?!"

Such treasonous, nearly insulting words made Eight Wise Kings turn deathly pale, too ashamed to show his face.

It was precisely because of his

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