Deep in Xu Tianran's eyes lay a profound chill. Second Brother, I've returned. For the suffering you gave me, I'll repay you a hundredfold!
As the saying went, if you didn't want others to know, you shouldn't do it in the first place.
During this period, Xu Tianran had been relentlessly investigating who had tried to assassinate him.
There were only two people he had investigated: the Second Prince, Xu Tianyu, and the Third Prince, Xu Tianshi.
Among all the princes, only the Second Prince and Third Prince had enough strength to plan an assassination.
According to his investigation, on the day of the assassination, the Soul Douluo experts under the Third Prince had all possessed clear alibis.
Yet none of the Soul Douluo experts under the Second Prince had shown themselves. Some had gone out, while others had entered seclusion. In short, all of them were highly suspicious.
Although Xu Tianyu had cleaned up his tracks thoroughly and Xu Tianran had no direct evidence, Xu Tianran was certain that the person who had tried to assassinate him was definitely the Second Prince.
Whenever night fell, Xu Tianran thought of the assassination in the outskirts, of how his three legs had been crippled and how he had barely escaped death to reclaim his life.
Then, pain would course through his entire body. Only by having Xu Tianyu slowly sliced to death could he slightly ease the hatred in his heart.
He had not sought revenge before because he had been stripped of his Crown Prince Position. Many of his subordinates had fled, while many others had been recruited or absorbed by the Second and Third Princes. His power had suffered greatly. Even if he wanted revenge against the Second Prince, he was powerless to do so, and could only endure