Please Father King Grant Me Death!

Meanwhile.

Xiao Yang brought Zhao Changkong and Huangli back to his estate.

"Young Master, thank you for saving me..."

Huangli's eyes were red, deeply moved.

She had truly wanted to die to preserve her purity just now, never expecting Xiao Yang to descend like a god and save her.

"You are my maid. Anyone who bullies you is slapping my face!" Xiao Yang said with a smile.

"Your Highness, that Third Prince is vengeful. You crippled his weak spot today; I fear he won't let this go! Furthermore, his maternal clan is the foremost power in the martial world, the Hong Alliance!"

Zhao Changkong, however, frowned deeply, filled with worry.

"What's there to fear? Third Brother is cruel and has committed countless evils. Crippling him is merely eliminating a scourge for the people!"

Xiao Yang was unconcerned.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong! Dong! Dong..."

Suddenly, a drumbeat sounded from outside, deafening and growing louder with each beat.

Like rolling thunder, it echoed throughout the Prince's Estate.

"Dengwen Drum?"

Xiao Yang raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

According to the rules of Great Xia, striking the Dengwen Drum was only done for extremely important matters, such as enemy sieges, the death of royalty...

The last time it was struck in the Northern Territory was over a decade ago, during the invasion of the northern barbarians.

"Huangli, you stay here and watch the house. I need to go out and see!"

Xiao Yang's figure flickered, and he left the estate, quickly arriving at the city gates of Xuelong Pass.

Besides him, the other Princes had also come out, discussing as they went.

"The Dengwen Drum is ringing again. Could something major have happened?"

"Strange! It's Third Brother who's beating the drum?"

"What's going on? He's covered in blood. Was he assassinated by an assassin?"

From afar, they could see Third Prince Xiao Li beating the drum, his face covered in blood, his eyes filled with rage, but his aura was extremely weak.

This guy is too shameless. Can't beat someone, so he cries to his parents?

Seeing this, Xiao Yang guessed the guy's plan: to make a public accusation!

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from the distance, like an abyss, like a prison.

Everyone felt their vision blur, and a tall figure appeared before them.

He wore a python robe, exuding immense majesty and supreme nobility.

It was none other than King Zhenbei, Xiao Qiankun!

"Li'er, there is no war currently. Why are you beating the drum?" King Zhenbei asked in a deep voice.

Third Prince Xiao Li's face was filled with grief and indignation. He gritted his teeth, "Father King, my weak spot was crippled, my cultivation is completely ruined, and even my virility is destroyed!"

What?!

Upon hearing this, not only King Zhenbei but all the other Princes present were greatly shocked.

What force dared to harm a member of the Xiao family in the Northern Territory? They were simply courting death!

"Li'er!"

Suddenly, a beautifully dressed noblewoman ran over from the distance.

It was Xiao Li's mother, Consort Hong.

"Your Highness, Li'er was originally a Fifth-grade Martial Artist, but now he's been reduced to a cripple. You must seek justice for him!" Consort Hong cried.

"Who did this?!"

King Zhenbei was furious. A terrifying pressure permeated the entire area, making everyone feel as if a giant stone was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe.

He was an Eighth Grade Martial Marquis, his cultivation reaching the pinnacle, known as the pillar of the Northern Territory.

Throughout the entire Great Xia, he was a top-tier existence in martial arts.

A King's rage could shatter the heavens and earth, and break mountains and rivers!

"It's Ninth Brother!"

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Suddenly, Xiao Li reached out his hand, pointing from afar at Xiao Yang, who had rushed to the city gates.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

For a moment, all eyes turned, thrusting Xiao Yang into the spotlight.

Third Brother is truly a treacherous dog!

Xiao Yang cursed inwardly.

King Zhenbei, however, frowned and asked sternly, "Li'er, what nonsense are you spouting? You are a Fifth-grade Martial Artist, how could Jiu Lang have injured you?"

"Reporting to Father King! Ninth Brother must have learned some sort of evil technique from that Fiend Star Woman, Ning Hongye, and broke my vital point with a single move!"

"He disregarded brotherhood and acted with extreme cruelty. I beg Father King to punish him!!!"

Xiao Li's eyes were red, his expression filled with grief and indignation.

His acting is truly superb, as if he were a real victim.

"Jiu Lang, did you really injure your Third Brother?" King Zhenbei asked in a deep voice.

"That's right!" Xiao Yang nodded.

At this point, denial would be useless anyway.

What's more, he wasn't the type of person who would deny what he'd done!

Seeing him admit it, the Princes present who had grievances with him acted as if they had caught him red-handed, all chiming in to add insult to injury.

The Fourth Prince, Xiao Chusheng, was the first to attack: "Father King, Ninth Brother has always been arrogant and defiant! Not long ago, he killed my Guard and exiled my concubine! I suggest you punish him severely!"

The Second Prince, Xiao Ziwen, also spoke up: "Exactly! Ninth Brother, relying on Ning Hongye's backing, has become lawless! I beg Father King to punish him!"

Yan Ruyu, whom he had tried so hard to please, was instead infatuated with Xiao Yang, which made him resentful.

At this moment, the Eldest Prince, Xiao Junlin, also stepped forward.

"Fighting amongst brothers goes against natural order and will only bring shame to the Xiao family if it gets out!"

"Father King, such a disloyal and unrighteous person is not fit to remain in the Prince's Estate!"

"I beg you to strip Xiao Yang of his Prince title and expel him from the Prince's Estate!"

The entire hall erupted in uproar at his words.

How ruthless!

Others merely wanted to punish Xiao Yang, but Xiao Junlin's words aimed to strip him of his Prince title, an act of disinheritance!

"Whoosh!"

Just then, a battle saber sliced through the air, grazing Xiao Junlin's neck before embedding itself in the city gate.

"Rumble!"

The entire city gate trembled, threatening to collapse. The terror of that strike was evident.

"Hiss... That was close!"

Xiao Junlin clutched his bleeding neck, his scalp tingling as if he had brushed past death.

"Stomp, stomp, stomp!"

In the next moment, a figure appeared in everyone's sight, wearing an Asura Mask and clad in blood-red armor!

Ning Hongye had arrived!

"The rules of the Vermilion Bird Army are clear: anyone under my command, even if the King of Hell comes to claim their life, must first get past my saber!"

"Eldest Prince, your Supreme Bone is adorned with gold and jade, but unfortunately, my saber is made to cleave through flashy, useless decorations!"

Ning Hongye's voice echoed in all directions.

She had clearly received news and had come to back Xiao Yang!

Although she's proud, she can be relied upon in critical moments!

Xiao Yang rejoiced inwardly.

It seems the favorability points I accumulated with her have finally paid off.

Although Ning Hongye was injured, she was still a Seventh-grade Martial Arts Grandmaster, a martial arts prodigy rarely seen in a century.

With her present, others dared not make any rash moves.

"General Ning, this is our Prince's Estate's family matter, it has nothing to do with you! Don't forget, you and Xiao Yang are not yet married, and anything can still happen!" Xiao Junlin gritted his teeth.

At this moment, King Zhenbei looked at Xiao Yang and asked in a deep voice, "Jiu Lang, your Third Brother has been speaking this whole time, why haven't you offered a defense?"

Xiao Yang pondered for a moment, then suddenly straightened his back and uttered a shocking, world-shattering statement that stunned the entire hall--

"Father King, I am guilty!"

"I beg Father King to grant me death!!!"