Xia Zhong was somewhat speechless. He said "please," but had he given him any room to choose?
He had just been stabbed in the back by his own brother, and now he was going to die? To be honest, he was unwilling to accept it!
His death did not matter, but what about his women? His brother actually wanted to take possession of his women. No man could endure that.
Quite a few people atop the city walls also cast strange looks at Xia Zhen.
They had never expected Xia Zhen to openly declare, in full view of everyone, that he wanted to take Xia Zhong's women.
"Looks like the rumors transmitted earlier were not baseless after all. Xia Zhen and Xia Zhong truly became estranged brothers over women."
"But isn't his scheming a little too shallow?"
No one knew that Xia Zhen was sneering repeatedly in his heart. Now, everyone must think I'm a lecherous good-for-nothing, right?
Isn't someone like that easier for you all to control?
All of this was deliberate. He was creating the illusion that he was shallow and lustful.
Well, the latter was true. He had indeed coveted Xia Zhong's women for a long time. Besides, the identity of a sister-in-law was an easy bonus.
Now, his father might already be dead. In name, he could become Crown Prince and serve as regent, but there would certainly be others eyeing his position.
The only thing he held was one thing: legitimacy!
This was a special time. Others cared about such things now, but after enough time passed, who the fuck would care whether he was legitimate or not?
Only strength was eternal.
His gaze burned as he stared beyond the city. The premise of all this was still that his third brother had to die.