"Between us, we each minded our own rank."
Wei Wu sat back in the seat of honor, waggling his brows, the smile on his face nearly impossible to hide. "When there are many people around, we are still uncle and nephew. But when it's just us, call me Father. I definitely won't let you lose out."
"Li Chenggang, you've gone too far!"
Marquis of Purple Robes exploded, his face flushed red as he said, "I will never be your son. Never!"
"Just listen to yourself—ptui!"
"Disgusting!"
"Disgusting!!"
Having said that, Marquis of Purple Robes flicked his sleeve and stormed off, shoving the two eunuchs blocking his path to the ground.
The remaining eunuchs were so frightened that they did not dare breathe loudly. Their eyes watched their noses, their noses watched their hearts; all of them lowered their heads like wooden people, terrified that if the Crown Prince lost his temper, he would start slaughtering people at random again.
Yet after a long while, when they cautiously raised their heads again, they discovered that the "Crown Prince" showed no sign of anger at all. Instead, he was smiling.
Wei Wu's long fingers tapped lightly against the armrest as he said with rhythmic emphasis, "Today, you look down on me. Tomorrow, I'll make you too high and mighty to reach me."
"Hehehe~ One day..."
Meanwhile, deep within the Demon Suppression Division.
Two Demon Suppression Division laborers, one fat and one thin, pushed a flatbed cart through a dim, damp passageway. Whenever guards passed by, the two would push their cart aside as much as possible. If they truly could not avoid them, they would lower their heads slightly and move to the side, making way as best they could.
The cart creaked and groaned. Upon it lay the somewhat rotting