Xu Tianran: Thanks!

After learning the absurd reason the two sides had nearly come to blows in the street, Xu Pingye could no longer maintain the expression he had deliberately kept up. A flicker of anger and disbelief appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"Good, very good. You little bastard, you couldn't learn even half of my many virtues, yet in this regard, you've surpassed your master! You won't learn the good things, but you're excellent at learning the bad!" Xu Pingye laughed in extreme anger as the Soul Power of a Titled Douluo surged from his body.

The scorching, fire-attributed power even distorted the air, and the immense heat wave battered everyone present.

Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen, who had the weakest constitutions among those present, even felt as though their skin were being seared by blazing flames.

It was no illusion. Even if Xu Pingye was a watered-down Titled Douluo, he was still a Titled Douluo. As Emperor, he had also used countless methods to reduce his own Water Content and increase the purity of his Soul Power.

Even a mere wisp of the Soul Power he released was extremely dangerous to ordinary Soul Masters.

At this point, Xu Tianran was not yet the Crown Prince, and all three of his legs had not been broken. He was still a normal person who was rather shrewd but nonetheless immature.

Under such circumstances, he too could not keep his emotions under control. The shocked expression he had copied from his father quickly twisted into something strange, and his gaze toward Xu Tianba was filled with intense disbelief.

Feeling Xu Tianran's "mocking and contemptuous" gaze, Xu Tianba—whose brain was already rather useless and who had successively endured the pressure of a Titled Douluo's aura and the "little gifts" of top-tier interrogators—instantly lost the shred of reason that had only just grown in his mind.

Ignoring the dignity of the Imperial Family, Xu Tianba stood up directly from his seat, raised a hand, pointed at Kong Ping, Chen Ming, and the others, and began cursing.

"Kong Ping, I'll fuck your mother. You piece of—"

Before Xu Tianba could finish, Xu Pingye gave the Eunuch guarding the steps a look.

Having received the order, the Titled Douluo Eunuch, who looked neither male nor female—and even less like a Eunuch—immediately understood. At a speed that seemed almost like Teleportation to Chen Ming, he arrived before the Fourth Prince.

With a slight wave of his hands, dozens of afterimages appeared in the air. His fingertips landed on various acupoints, directly sealing Xu Tianba's ability to move. At the same time, he forcibly calmed Xu Tianba by stimulating his acupoints.

Afterward, the Titled Douluo returned beneath the platform with ghostlike steps. He cast Xu Pingye a somewhat resentful look, but he also knew his place well enough not to say anything further.

Seeing this, Jing Hongchen, who had long known that the Emperor had such a special Titled Douluo at his side, showed no surprise.

However, after seeing the "Eunuch's" familiar attack method, gait, and speed—things the Dragon Elephant Sect knew well—Chen Li was instead startled.

As though he had recalled something, he subconsciously turned to look at Emperor Xu Pingye on the throne, disbelief in his eyes.

He could not understand at all why someone who should have been so tightly bound to the Douluo Continent would appear in the Sun Moon Empire, especially within the Imperial Palace of the Sun Moon Empire.

Chen Li's gaze surprised Xu Pingye somewhat. However, after recalling the entanglements between the ancestor of Chen Li's family and the ancestor of his special lover, he nodded in understanding, indirectly confirming Chen Li's suspicions.

Chen Li was somewhat agitated, but after several deep breaths, he calmed down again. Still, his gaze at that ghostlike and androgynous person retained a measure of vigilance.

After silencing the Fourth Prince, Xu Pingye looked again at his nominal "brother-in-law," urging the man with an icy gaze to say something.

In truth, Xu Pingye was able to let his big head control his little head, and he understood that appearance was the least important thing in a political marriage.

But honestly, Xu Pingye still found the appearance of his politically married Imperial Consort rather... nauseating.

Especially whenever he saw her acting coquettishly, Xu Pingye found it even harder to understand how his Big Brother had managed to treat his sister-in-law with mutual respect.

Ever since she gave birth to the Fourth Prince, Xu Pingye had only visited her a few times before the palace coup. Normally, he rarely even met her. He had also turned a blind eye to her secretly finding a lover, lest she disgust him.

But that did not mean Xu Pingye had any additional goodwill toward the man who had cuckolded him.

The only reason he had not killed this audacious fellow was because his big head truly could not make his little head satisfy someone who looked so utterly devoid of sexual appeal, so he needed someone to keep her stable.

Looking at his nephew, whose brain seemed as though it had been eaten by a Wind Baboon, and feeling the Emperor's icy gaze, this oversized Nigga finally closed his eyes and put on a pained expression.

He was so stupid, truly. He had originally believed that his... brother-in-law would try to make this matter seem minor out of consideration for his "nephew" and his love for his lover.

Although he knew that this nephew of his had been simple-minded by nature, had developed a bad temper after being spoiled, and had recently used some "not overly harmful" cultivation methods provided by the Holy Spirit Cult in order to compete with Xu Tianran for the position of Crown Prince, which might have further affected his brain—

Before this fake nephew opened his mouth, he had still instinctively believed that his nephew had a brain... or at least did not have the nerve to throw a tantrum before the Emperor.

But reality proved that his standards had been far too high. Or perhaps the secret techniques provided by the Holy Spirit Cult were simply too vicious in the damage they inflicted upon the brain. Though he had not yet ascended the throne, this half-son of his had already begun to fear neither Heaven nor Earth.

When the Fourth Prince's insults toward Kong Jie rang through the palace hall, he would rather this fake nephew had truly been fucking his horse, just as he had been fucking his mother behind his back.

The oversized Nigga rose to his feet, sweat pouring down like a waterfall. Then, with a thud, he dropped to his knees and prostrated himself fully on the ground.

Like pouring out beans, he rapidly explained why they had appeared on the street today, why the conflict had arisen between the two sides, and how it had unfolded.

Though he looked incomparably honest, he had actually deliberately softened many details in his words, making the encounter sound like a chance meeting while reducing the Fourth Prince Xu Tianba's role in the incident.

The core of his explanation was to deliberately emphasize that the two sides had only developed a few minor disputes and frictions because of a misunderstanding. Yet he was also clever enough not to deny that Xu Tianba had indeed been the cause of the matter.

He tried to strike an appropriate balance with phrases such as "misunderstanding," "it takes two to tango," and "the dignity of the Imperial Family." Even if the matter were classified as a mutual brawl and both sides received equal punishment, that would still be better than completely losing the Emperor's favor.

Yet as Xu Pingye looked at the kneeling man, his eyes were filled with irritation. Stimulated by the spiritual curse, the anger in his heart gradually spiraled out of control, developing in a direction he could no longer restrain.

Just as he was about to summon his Martial Soul and burn to death this adulterer pretending to be his brother-in-law, the neither-male-nor-female Titled Douluo quietly raised his head and transmitted something to him.

Only after the persuasion of this person at his side did Xu Pingye barely manage, after several deep breaths, to control the emotions the curse had rendered uncontrollable.

He turned his head and glanced at the three children watching the show. Feeling that he should at least preserve some of the Imperial Family's dignity, he waved at Xu Tianran.

"Crown Prince, take Hall Master Hongchen's grandson and granddaughter, as well as the next generation's Dragon Elephant Duke, outside first."

"Crown Prince? Me?"

Hearing the two words he had dreamed of day and night come from his father's mouth, Xu Tianba, whose mind was in complete chaos, stiffly raised his head, thinking his father was ordering him to take his three enemies outside.

But when he looked up, he saw Xu Tianran, a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, bowing to his red-eyed father. Then, with steps far lighter than usual, Xu Tianran swiftly led his three enemies out of the palace hall.