Sharpness Revealed

No wonder he was so utterly fearless—the other party truly had the capital to back it up.

This little brat before him not only had two Titled Douluo backing him, but just moments ago, even with a Titled Douluo shielding his target, he had still managed to gravely injure Xue Beng. With strength like that, he was undoubtedly a future Titled Douluo!

The onlookers who had witnessed everything turned their gazes to Lang Lei, their eyes instantly burning with fervor. After all, this was a future Titled Douluo! No matter which faction such a figure belonged to, they would inevitably receive the highest regard and pursuit.

Prince Xue Xing exchanged a glance with Dugu Bo, stunned. This matter... was not easy to handle.

"Your Excellency, even if you are Titled Douluo, opposing my Heaven Dou Empire like this—do you truly think we are pushovers?" Prince Xue Xing roared with a face full of fury.

Yet Ice Empress remained utterly indifferent to his threat, a contemptuous smile curling at her lips as she said coldly, "And what if I do bully your Heaven Dou Empire?"

Before her words had even faded, a surge of powerful soul power rippled from Ice Empress's hand, instantly condensing into several massive ice spikes, each gleaming with a frigid light as if they could easily tear through steel.

Feeling that terrifying force, Dugu Bo's face turned as pale as paper, cold sweat beading on his forehead. His eyes widened as he stared fixedly at the ice spikes in Ice Empress's hand, inwardly lamenting his misfortune.

After confirming with his own eyes, Dugu Bo knew he was absolutely no match for Ice Empress! Her strength was unfathomable, likely nearing the peak of Titled Douluo. Compared to her, he was like mud beneath clouds.

Just as Dugu Bo was gripped by terror, he suddenly realized that Prince Xue Xing was still blathering on, provoking Ice Empress further—this was nothing short of pouring oil on the fire!

Dugu Bo's heart raced with anxiety as he frantically signaled Prince Xue Xing with his eyes, urging him to shut up and stop enraging Ice Empress. But Prince Xue Xing completely failed to notice Dugu Bo's hints and continued his reckless rant.

"Uncle, no wonder you're a prince and not an emperor. If the previous emperor of Heaven Dou Empire had let you take the throne, the empire would probably have been ruined in your hands by now, wouldn't it?" Lang Lei suddenly interjected, his words like a sharp sword piercing straight into Prince Xue Xing's heart.

Hearing this, Prince Xue Xing trembled with rage. He glared at Lang Lei, about to retort, when the cruelty of the struggle for the throne suddenly struck him.

A chill ran through his heart as he speculated darkly: "Could it be that the reason the current Heaven Dou Emperor, Xue Ye, hasn't purged me is precisely because I'm too foolish to pose any threat to him?"

Prince Xue Xing's face darkened instantly. Lang Lei had truly touched a sore spot—as a former Imperial Prince, how could he never have coveted that seat?

But now, under the gaze of so many, he dared not utter a word of ambition for that position.

"Nonsense! I have a good relationship with my Imperial Brother!"

"Who knows?" Lang Lei didn't press further; arguing about this was meaningless. "I suggest you take a look at your nephew—he seems a bit dead."

Prince Xue Xing's expression shifted. Xue Beng couldn't die, or how would his plans proceed?

So he hastily called for guards, ordering them to take Xue Beng back to the palace for treatment.

Lang Lei stood quietly in place, motionless as a statue, his deep eyes fixed on every move the other party made, as if capturing the slightest detail. Yet surprisingly, he showed no intention of stopping them.

Lang Lei understood that in any world, injuring a prince and killing a prince were worlds apart. The former might still leave room for negotiation—after all, a prince's status was noble, and being beaten didn't mean death. But the latter was entirely different; it would be trampling the royal family's dignity underfoot and grinding it into the dirt.

Lang Lei naturally grasped the stakes. Though he didn't fear the Heaven Dou Empire, there was no need to be so ruthless. After all, he still had to continue his studies at Heaven Dou Royal Academy. If he offended the royal family too deeply, countless troubles would come knocking at his door.

With that thought, Lang Lei fell into contemplation. Perhaps he should try reaching out to other princes to balance his relationship with the royal family. That way, he wouldn't embarrass the royals too much, nor would he give them a chance to secretly trip him up.

He wasn't afraid of trouble, but he had no desire to waste his development time on such trivial matters.

As Lang Lei pondered these issues, Snow Empress and Ice Empress observed him silently from the side. When they saw that Lang Lei made no move to intervene, not even entertaining the thought, the two exchanged a glance, a flicker of barely perceptible satisfaction in their eyes.

Seeing that Ice Empress and Snow Empress seemed to defer to Lang Lei, Dugu Bo's shock deepened. He decided that once he returned, he would warn his granddaughter—she must not offend this little ancestor.

He only owed Prince Xue Xing a favor; there was no reason to antagonize two Titled Douluo far stronger than himself and a future Titled Douluo for his sake.

With that thought, Dugu Bo cast a glance at Xue Xing and left directly.

By the time Xue Xing had dealt with Xue Beng's situation, Lang Lei looked at him with amusement, now guarded by only a few soldiers.

"So, Your Highness the Prince, how do you intend to settle this?"

"You must give my Heaven Dou Empire an explanation!" Xue Xing forced himself to speak boldly.

"An explanation? Shouldn't you be the one giving me an explanation?" Lang Lei countered. "Besides, can you truly represent the Heaven Dou Empire?"

"Why can't I? I am a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

By now, the surrounding crowd no longer saw Lang Lei as a mere child. After all, what child could be so formidable?

"For trivial matters or banquets, perhaps. But for this conflict, are you certain your Imperial Brother would let you represent the Heaven Dou Empire?" Lang Lei said in a low tone.

"This..." Sweat dripped from Xue Xing's forehead. He truly wasn't sure.

Lang Lei didn't care what Xue Xing was thinking at that moment; he pressed on relentlessly.

"So, if you really could represent the Heaven Dou Empire, should I take it that you intend to start a war with a Level 99 Limit Douluo and a Level 98 Super Douluo over a prince's reckless behavior?"

Lang Lei's words were like a missile dropped into a calm lake, instantly blasting Xue Xing's mind into a blank.

Just then, a voice rang out from the crowd.

"He certainly cannot represent the Heaven Dou Empire!"