Break Off the Engagement! You Have to Take Responsibility for Me (2)

For these nobles, the banquet was also a good opportunity to build their own networks. They gathered in small groups of three or five, whispering among themselves. Lance also took Antasia to greet one noble after another.

As for Qin Chu, he was pulled aside to a corner by Wadsworth.

"Brother Qin, what's going on? How come you're with my future daughter-in-law? You didn't do anything to Antasia, did you?" Wadsworth asked warily.

This could almost be called a royal scandal.

"How could that be? Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Qin Chu said irritably.

"Isn't that right?" Wadsworth retorted without any hesitation.

Qin Chu sighed helplessly. He took a sip of his drink before slowly saying, "Brother, I only took in Antasia because of you, sacrificing my own reputation. Don't wrong an innocent person."

"Your Highness Antasia, Morton should have already told you about the assassination attempt you encountered while passing through Conrad Demonic Beast Lair, right?"

Wadsworth nodded. He knew perfectly well who those assassins were working for... Damn it, they wanted to blow up the Demonic Beast Lair and pin Antasia's death on the Magic Creature, but they ended up blowing up the Hero as well, and killing dozens of elite Royal Guard Knights. The losses were considerable.

"Do you know how Miss Antasia was treated when she arrived in the Imperial City, travel-worn and weary?"

"Because of the assassination attempt, Miss Antasia was in a sorry state, and this appearance immediately drew ridicule from the nobles, both high and low, whom Lance had brought to the city gate. Lance simply watched as his fiancée was humiliated, remaining indifferent..."

Wadsworth frowned but remained silent.

"He didn't even shake hands or hug Princess Antasia, or inform Antasia that he had arranged for her to stay at the Sunset Residence before leaving."

"Do you know what kind of place the Sunset Residence is? It's a neighboring inn in the Commoners' District, with over thirty rooms on one floor, all sharing a single public toilet... Your Majesty, is this the proper etiquette for entertaining a princess from another country?"

Wadsworth's breathing became rapid, and his face turned pale. He really didn't know any of this. To humiliate a foreign princess to such an extent was something even Wadsworth found excessive.

Lance, that idiot...

Moreover, this was different from the intelligence he had received... Wadsworth's gaze turned somewhat dangerous; it seemed that some of his intelligence agents had been infiltrated by his own son.

"Your Majesty, would you want your future daughter-in-law to live in such a filthy place, sharing a toilet with dozens of commoners in different rooms...?"

"Moreover, the assassination attempt probably won't end so easily, so I have no choice but to temporarily keep Antasia at the palace... What else can I do, send her to the Holy Church or the Earth Mother Church?"

Wadsworth took a deep breath; thankfully, Qin Chu hadn't sent Antasia to the Church.

For the emperor's daughter-in-law to seek the Church's protection would be a complete disgrace to the royal family.

"Therefore, I have no choice but to bring Antasia to my palace. Otherwise, what do you think would happen if word got out that the princess of the Ice Grand Duchy died in a cheap inn because of the Crown Prince's neglect?"

His face was grim, and he glanced at Lance in the distance. He grew increasingly disgusted with his son, and the idea of changing the heir became stronger and stronger in Wadsworth's mind.

With the empire handed over to such an uncontrollable and willful descendant, destruction was almost inevitable.

The banquet had been going on for a while, and Lance and Antasia had finished exchanging greetings. Thanks to her upbringing, Antasia behaved elegantly and gracefully, never losing her composure in front of anyone. After the Lance, Lance left Antasia behind and went to another side to drink with a group of noble ladies.

This filled Antasia with resentment, but Antasia was intelligent and knew that the Crown Prince's dislike for her stemmed partly from Rosweisse and partly from Qin Chu.

She failed to avoid suspicion, but she had no other choice.

Antasia felt that a thick misunderstanding was blocking her relationship with the Crown Prince...

Her personality also possesses the boldness and forthrightness unique to women from the Ice Country.

Misunderstandings are fine once they're cleared up.

She took a breath, then gracefully approached Lance from behind. "Your Highness Lance, I have something I'd like to say to you. Could you please come over there with me for a moment...?"

Lance was getting impatient, his brow furrowed slightly, and he pretended not to hear.

The group of beautiful women around Lance looked at Lance suspiciously, then their lips curled into a mocking smile. They glanced triumphantly at Antasia, then surrounded Lance even more enthusiastically, their imperial-style gowns revealing large expanses of skin.

What irritated Antasia even more was that Lance's hand had already begun to slide down a woman's waist.

Her body trembled slightly, but she still endured it. "Your Highness Lance, it's about the Hero. I just wanted to tell you that there's nothing between Qin Chu and me..."

Hero, Qin Chu?

Why do I have to hear that disgusting name again?

The pent-up anger in his chest for far too long exploded the moment he heard the words "Hero" and "Qin Chu," and Lance's face contorted in an instant.

Snap...

The next second, a crisp sound echoed through the banquet.

Silence is spreading.

Eyes instinctively turned to the direction from which the sound came, and saw Lance glaring angrily at his fiancée, the princess of the Ice Country, his distorted face resembling that of a wild beast.

His fierce and cruel aura even frightened the noble ladies who were originally entangled around Lance, causing them to unconsciously back away.

Antasia stood quietly, motionless, one hand gently resting on her face. She could feel her cheeks gradually becoming hot and burning...

Lance used a lot of force.

You can't put your hand down, or others will see your swollen cheek.

Her large, icy blue eyes, filled with disbelief, stared at her future husband, her body trembling slightly.

Hiss...

Wadsworth's vision went black, and he almost fainted.

Lance, that idiot.

Having made him lose face in such a public place, and seeing that Lance seemed about to make a move, Wadsworth wanted nothing more than to rush up and beat this piece of trash to a pulp, but... he couldn't.

There have been many rumors circulating that there is discord within the royal family.

Many of his sons had already begun to have their own ideas, and a large number of nobles were also eager to make a move.

He was fine with just scolding his son, but he was worried that Lance's resistance would completely enrage him. Once the internal conflicts within the royal family were fully exposed, it could even cause turmoil throughout the entire empire.

Qin Chu's expression was extremely gloomy; he could feel that Antia inside his body was about to go berserk.

He downed the red wine in his glass in one gulp.

"Brother, it's not easy for you to do it yourself, let me help you... but I might be a little ruthless."

"It doesn't matter, just spare his life." Wadsworth said in a hoarse voice. At this moment, Wadsworth had completely excluded Lance from the list of heirs.

Antasia did not cry. She simply looked at the Crown Prince silently, her eyes slightly lowered. She didn't know what her body and heart were feeling; perhaps it was colder than the Ice Country.

They're almost frozen solid.

"Your Highness Lance... please allow me to finish speaking..."

"Shut up... you shameless thing..." Lance growled, raising his right hand once more.

Just as the arm was about to strike Antasia's other cheek, her wrist was suddenly grabbed with a snap. Her fierce, wolf-like eyes looked to the side, and the one who had stopped her was none other than Qin Chu.

"Lance, stop hitting him..."

Lance grinned darkly, his mouth agape like a neurotic madman as he looked at Antasia: "Shameless thing, look, your lover has come to save you, aren't you touched...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Chu suddenly sprang to his feet, grabbed a bottle of red wine from the shelf next to him, and swung his right hand in an instant.

With a snap.

The thick, sturdy bottle exploded right on Lance's forehead!

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Chapter 145 Annulling the Engagement! You Have to Take Responsibility for Me (2)

Snap!

The bottle broke.

It wasn't the kind of shattered glass, but rather completely reduced to a fine powder.

Countless tiny crystals scattered and flew about, covering the ground with a thick layer of shimmering light.

In an instant, there was a deathly silence all around.

The noble ladies stared in disbelief, dumbfounded as Qin Chu grabbed the Crown Prince's arm with one hand and held the neck of a wine bottle with the other... Good heavens, this guy is... too arrogant! In front of so many people, he actually just blew the Crown Prince's head off.

It's really undignified... well, whether it's the Hero who blows someone's head off or the prince who gets his head blown off.

That's the eldest prince, after all.

Even if you're Hero, this is just... way too much!

However, the scene of him blowing the Crown Prince's head off in one swift motion actually looked kind of cool.

Deep down, she even felt a faint sense of satisfaction. After all, these noble ladies were women too, and they would compete to outshine the Crown Prince, hoping to catch his eye and perhaps one day become the Crown Princess. They might even mock and ridicule Antasia...

However, as a woman, being humiliated like this by her fiancé still evokes some pity.

As a woman, wouldn't it be a wonderful thing to have a man stand up for you when you're being humiliated like this?

Meanwhile, the male nobles' eyelids twitched, and they subconsciously touched their foreheads, feeling a burning pain in their heads... Although these people were all worthless, their shrewdness was on full display at this moment. One was Hero, and the other was the eldest prince. This mess had nothing to do with them, so they shouldn't meddle.

Moreover, the Hero had been with His Majesty the Emperor until just now, and then suddenly said something and rushed up to smash the Crown Prince's head to pieces. This clearly shows that His Majesty the Emperor tacitly approved it.

Antasia was also startled, her body trembled, and she then realized what had happened.

Looking at Qin Chu's indifferent expression, she felt a strange warmth in her heart.

He was constantly worried about himself.

The eldest prince was stunned by Qin Chu's sudden attack, standing there dumbfounded, unable to move for a moment.

Red liquid rolled down the prince's forehead, leaving him covered in a sticky mess and looking extremely disheveled.

This is not blood.

The First Prince was, after all, a level 70+ expert, and his strength was quite formidable. It was practically impossible for a mere wine bottle to smash his head open; those were all red wine... Although he wasn't injured, the disheveled state was still unbearable for the First Prince.

Several seconds passed before the eldest prince seemed to finally react. His body trembled violently as if struck by lightning, and he couldn't help but scream, "Qin Chu, you... you dare hit me..."

Qin Chu grinned. "Didn't I tell you to stop hitting me... Why don't you listen to your uncle?"

Bang...

The sound hadn't even finished fading.

He somehow produced another wine bottle, which he then smashed open on the prince's forehead once again.

A group of nobles around couldn't help but mutter, saying things like, "Stop fighting! You're the one who's been fighting the most."

"I****"

The eldest prince uttered chaotic and rude curses, the royal elegance long since vanished because of the two wine bottles.

He struggled desperately, but for some reason, his body became unusually sluggish, and his Battle Qi seemed unable to rise for a moment due to his extreme Wrath.

Unbeknownst to the eldest prince, black chains were wrapped around him, restricting his movements and making him extremely sluggish.

That wasn't all. Qin Chu released the Crown Prince's wrist, then grabbed the Crown Prince's collar. He stretched out his right hand, and a wine bottle flew over automatically and landed in Qin Chu's palm amidst the astonished gazes of countless nobles.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! Why can't you understand human language? Huh?"

He swept the bottle across with a swift motion, and with a loud "pia," the bottle shattered right in front of the First Prince's mouth as he spewed profanities.

A large amount of fine shards rushed into the prince's mouth and oral cavity. Caught off guard, he even swallowed a lot of glass shards. The prince even felt that his teeth were a little loose, and bright red blood seeped from his gums and between his teeth.

Snap!

Snap...

Snap...

The fourth, the fifth, the sixth... the thirtieth, the fortieth?

Qin Chu seemed to have gotten addicted to smashing things. He didn't even know how many wine bottles he had smashed on the Crown Prince's forehead. He only knew that even though the Crown Prince was strong, he couldn't withstand Qin Chu's full force. His forehead was cracked and torn, and in some places, you could even see the white skull inside.

Blood flowed continuously down the eldest prince's face.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of broken glass.

The wine rack next to it was completely empty.

Qin Chu was about to search for the wine bottle further away, but Antasia, who was beside him, seemed to finally snap out of the crackling sound. She grabbed Qin Chu's wrist with her fair hand and shook her head at Qin Chu: "That's enough, Hero, please stop hitting it."

Qin Chu narrowed his eyes to slits, glanced at Antasia, and suddenly laughed. He loosened his grip, and the Crown Prince's body collapsed to the ground like a lump of rotten flesh, groaning continuously.

Antasia took a deep breath, removing her hand from her face to reveal her swollen, red cheek.

But her face was still filled with an impeccable smile. She gracefully lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed to the circle of nobles around her.

Her movements were graceful and perfect, and her voice was calm and melodious.