The moment he finished speaking, Xue Beng's expression changed as quickly as a page being turned, swiftly becoming twisted and sickly. His eyes widened as he stared at Xue Ke like a hungry wolf.
"But what about before?!" Xue Beng nearly roared. "Now you know I'm your Fourth Brother, but did you ever treat me as your brother before?!"
"Yes! Power naturally means nothing to a woman like you! Because you never had a chance. You could even rely on the royal family's protection to marry into a good household! But I'm a man. I'm a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire! I was born with the chance to rule the world and sleep with beauties in my arms—why should I hand it over to someone else?!" Xue Beng shouted wildly, gesturing with both hands. His pale face had already flushed red from excessive agitation.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
As he spoke, Xue Beng reached out and repeatedly slapped Xue Ye's already shriveled face. Each slap rang out sharply, as though he were deliberately provoking Xue Ke. Every blow seemed to strike directly at her heart.
"Fourth Brother, even so, you shouldn't have done something like this. Xue Ke may not understand much, but she knows that no matter what happens in our family, it isn't the Star Luo Empire's place to interfere. And you should never have humiliated Imperial Father's royal body!" Xue Ke glared viciously at Xue Beng, her eyes filled with fury and unwillingness. At this moment, she hated herself for lacking any great fighting strength. At such a crucial time, not only could she not help Ye Qiu, she could only argue helplessly here.
"Haha. Little Sister, you really are naive. This isn't some children's game. The struggle for the throne has always been like this—deception, alliances,