Third Prince's Residence, side hall.
The bustle of Divine Capital had not spread here.
On the contrary, the atmosphere here was so oppressive it was hard to breathe.
Zhu Huan stood in the hall, his face livid, both fists clenched tight.
On the rosewood table before him, teacups, fruit plates, and incense burners had been swept onto the floor. Tea soaked the cloud-brocade cushions, fruit rolled across the bluestone floor, and everything was a complete mess.
Several maidservants outside the door trembled like leaves, not even daring to breathe loudly.
They could not understand why the Third Prince, usually so calm and steady, had flown into such a rage today.
Consort Lan spoke indifferently. "You lowly maids, withdraw. Without my order, no one is to come near this place."
"Yes, Your Highness Consort Lan." The maidservants answered respectfully and retreated one by one.
Only then did Consort Lan take out an Ancient Treasure array disk. She circulated her Gang Force and activated it. Soon, a pale-blue film of light enveloped the area within thirty feet, forming a soundproof barrier that even Supremes would find difficult to eavesdrop upon.
"Damned bastard! Not only did he help my ninth sister break through, he even saved Eldest Brother, ruining so many of my plans."
"His strength is growing so quickly now. In a few more years, he will become a towering tree, the greatest obstacle on my path to ascending the dragon."
"If we do not get rid of him early, he will surely become a grave threat in the future."
The more Zhu Huan thought about it, the angrier he became. He kicked over the nearby flower stand, shattering the pot and sending soil flying everywhere.
"Everything I painstakingly arranged actually became the stepping stone for his fame. Cao Chengjiao, Wu Gui,