The Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor could hardly believe that these words had come from his younger brother. Had he gone mad? They were all blood relatives.
He realized that he had been wrong, that he had always ignored his second brother's feelings. He should never have agreed to the performance with the He Village Auntie.
He had never expected his younger brother to have such a strong objection to the position of Heavenly Lord.
"The time is almost up. Well? Are you handing them over?" Yang Erhuang punched the Fourth Prince, who screamed again and again.
It hurt terribly. He begged, "Second Uncle, spare me! I'll work like an ox or a horse for you. Don't kill me!"
"Hahaha." Yang Erhuang threw his head back and laughed, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of holding another person's life and death in his hands.
The Second Prince sneered. "Fourth, you're utterly spineless."
Su Min's Fifth Sister said, "Fourth Brother, I despise you."
Sixth Sister said, "Fourth Brother, are you still the Fourth Brother I know?"
"Shut up." Madam Yang no longer remained silent. "Husband, this is fate's calamity. Don't worry about us. Escape, and go after Su Min."
"Su Min, Su Min—you all care about her so much. Do you not care whether we live or die?" The Fourth Prince burst into tears, his eyes savage and his legs trembling nonstop—a typical coward who feared death above all else.
The Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor was deeply disappointed in the Fourth Prince as well.
This time, Yang Erhuang kicked the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor flying, and the latter truly did not resist.
The Second Prince shouted, "Father!"
"Go!" Madam Yang shouted, her eyes reddening.
Consort Zhao and the others closed their eyes, unwilling to watch the Martial Ancestor Divine Emperor's miserable state.
"Hand them