Zhu Qing Wants, Zhu Qing Gets!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The White Tiger Guard shouted in unison, their morale climbing to its peak.

Under the enhancement of Dai Mobai's fourth soul skill, the White Tiger Guard's attack power, defense, and soul power all increased by twenty percent, while the Howling Moon Wolves were weakened by twenty percent.

With one side gaining and the other losing, the gap in strength between the two sides widened by a full forty percent, resulting in a completely one-sided slaughter.

The White Tiger Guard, covered in golden light, resembled golden-armored divine soldiers, their long halberds mercilessly reaping the lives of the Howling Moon Wolves.

While the White Tiger Guard was busy slaughtering the Howling Moon Wolves, Dai Mobai did not remain idle.

He strode over to stand before Zhu Zhuyun and pulled her into his arms.

"I told you, you belong to me."

Dai Mobai lowered his head to whisper into Zhu Zhuyun's ear, just as he had three years ago.

"Your Highness..."

Zhu Zhuyun murmured softly, wrapping her arms around Dai Mobai in return.

She held him incredibly tight, so tight that she almost wanted to melt into Dai Mobai's embrace.

From this moment on, Zhu Zhuyun knew she could never leave Dai Mobai again.

Standing to the side, Zhu Zhuqing's bright, watery eyes were fixed intently on the two figures embracing.

If only... if only the one who was almost bitten just now had been me... then the person the Crown Prince was holding would be me...

The thought that appeared in her mind startled Zhu Zhuqing.

She had not expected such a thought to arise within her.

This feeling was as if she were coveting her own sister's man.

There was an indescribable sense of guilt.

Yet, at the same time, a strange sense of excitement welled up.

In her heart, she was grateful for her sister's self-sacrificing rescue.

But deep down, she longed to receive Dai Mobai's embrace.

"Crown Prince..."

Unable to suppress the restlessness in her heart, Zhu Zhuqing reached out and tugged at the corner of Dai Mobai's robe.

Dai Mobai looked down, meeting her longing eyes.

"I want it too..."

Her voice was hesitant, like a cat acting spoiled.

Dai Mobai chuckled and reached out to pull Zhu Zhuqing into his arms as well.

What Zhuqing wants, Zhuqing shall have.

The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth curled up uncontrollably, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

Suddenly, a gaze projected from above and to her right, which she perceived with precision.

She looked up, meeting her sister's calm, unruffled gaze.

For no reason, a trace of panic rose in her heart.

Zhu Zhuqing instinctively dodged the gaze, but after shifting her eyes half an inch, she suddenly stopped.

No, my sister and I are both the Crown Prince's fiancées; why should I feel panicked?

Thinking this, Zhu Zhuqing felt a surge of confidence.

She no longer dodged, instead meeting her sister's gaze openly and generously.

Although there was no extra expression in her younger sister's eyes, Zhu Zhuyun still read the words "I will not back down" within them.

Seeing her sister like this, Zhu Zhuyun could not help but smile.

That familiar feeling had returned.

But this time, what they were competing for was not the throne, nor life and death, but Dai Mobai's favor.

The two sisters thought their secret maneuvers were hidden, but in reality, Dai Mobai had seen everything clearly.

However, he chose not to intervene, nor did he intend to stop them.

After all, there is motivation where there is competition, and furthermore, no matter how the two vied for his favor, the ultimate beneficiary would be him.

The sounds of battle gradually died down in his ears.

Dai Mobai released Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing from his embrace and turned around, ignoring their reluctant gazes.

"Sinful general Chen Hu failed to provide proper protection; I beg for Your Highness's punishment!"

Chen Hu, who had joined forces with Li Yue to slay the Howling Moon Wolf King, ignored the wounds on his body and knelt before Dai Mobai like a collapsing mountain.

His rugged face, still stained with blood, was filled with an unshakable sense of shame.

He had seen the moment the Howling Moon Wolves broke through the Copper Coin Formation, but he had been trapped by the Howling Moon Wolf King and could not break free.

If Dai Mobai hadn't arrived in time, Zhu Zhuyun would have surely perished, and the consequences would have been unimaginable!

"Please punish us, Your Highness!"

The White Tiger Guards followed Chen Hu and knelt in unison.

"Since you are asking for punishment, you will be tasked with disposing of the bodies of these Howling Moon Wolves and collecting the remains of the White Tiger Guards. There must be no mistakes."

Dai Mobai glanced at the people kneeling before him and spoke in a deep voice.

Upon hearing Dai Mobai's words, the minds of the White Tiger Guards, including their commander Chen Hu, went blank, and they remained frozen in place.

This was hardly a punishment; it wasn't even as severe as Dai Mobai scolding them.

"What are you all standing around for? Get to work."

Dai Mobai urged them on.

"Yes! Your Highness!"

Chen Hu, snapping back to reality, responded and was the first to rise and begin cleaning the camp.

While everyone was cleaning up the battlefield, Dai Mobai looked around and his gaze finally settled on a bluestone beside the camp.

He gestured to the size of the bluestone, nodded with satisfaction, and then the Holy Light White Tiger quietly possessed him.

The second soul ring on his feet lit up, Holy Light Verdict: Judgment was activated, and light wings unfurled behind him, transforming into six blades of light.

Dai Mobai focused his control, and the blades of light landed precisely on the bluestone, sending chips of stone flying.

As time passed, the originally irregular bluestone gradually took shape, elongating and becoming three-dimensional bit by bit.

"Your Highness, the brothers' bodies have been sorted and are ready for burial."

Chen Hu came to Dai Mobai's side and bowed.

"Wait a moment longer, it's almost done."

Dai Mobai replied, the light blades dancing in the air ceaselessly.

"Yes."

Chen Hu responded and stood quietly to the side, no longer speaking.

Hidden by the flying stone chips, he couldn't tell what Dai Mobai was carving.

After another three to five minutes, the light blades dancing in the air finally stopped and transformed back into light wings, disappearing behind Dai Mobai.

Dai Mobai waved his sleeve, and his soul power surged, stirring up a gust of wind.

The piled-up stone chips were blown away by the wind, finally revealing the object hidden beneath.

A stele, it was a bluestone stele.

"Why did Your Highness carve a stele? Could it be..."

Chen Hu was taken aback, and a bold guess appeared in his mind.

"Chen Hu, as the commander, you should remember the names of your subordinate White Tiger Guards, shouldn't you?"

Dai Mobai turned his head to look at Chen Hu.

"I... I remember!"

Realizing what Dai Mobai intended to do, Chen Hu nodded vigorously, his eyes reddening.

"Good, then you will carve their names."

Dai Mobai stepped aside, gesturing for Chen Hu to come forward.

"Yes... Yes!"

Chen Hu felt a lump in his chest, and his usually clear voice became hoarse.

He quickly walked to the stele, his outstretched finger trembling.

A moment later, he suppressed the emotions in his heart, and his finger, enveloped by soul power, slowly began to write.

Stone chips fell with a rustling sound, and one by one, names were carved crookedly onto the stele.

After writing nine names in one go, Chen Hu finally stopped.

"Your Highness, I'm finished."

Chen Hu turned to look at Dai Mobai, his eyes already red.

"Erect the stele and send them off on their final journey."

"Yes! Your Highness."

Chen Hu circulated his soul power, spread his arms, and directly lifted the person-high, thousand-pound stele, firmly planting it into the grave dug for his fallen brothers.