[-Of course I walked out on my own two feet.]
Shen Yangge's tail felt a little itchy, so he shifted it. Quite a few people's gazes gathered on Chu Xuanzhen's chest.
Xue Pingyuan in particular thought he had glimpsed something gleaming gold, though he could not be sure. It had withdrawn so quickly that he had not gotten a clear look, leaving him wondering whether he had imagined it.
Bound all over, Jiang Heming stared furiously at the Crown Prince who had escaped from the secret passage. In all his years, he had never suffered such a loss at anyone else's hands.
Nor had he ever been so humiliated.
He would kill this man!
The malice in Jiang Heming's eyes slowly gave way to calm. Struggling to control his words and actions, he forced a smile. "As expected of Great Chu's future emperor. I underestimated you."
"But you don't really think this is enough to capture me, do you?"
Jiang Heming's pale skin suddenly turned purplish-black. Something seemed to writhe beneath it, forcing the soldiers on either side of him to retreat several steps, their wariness plain in their eyes.
Rip...
The ropes binding Jiang Heming snapped into several pieces. He planted all four limbs on the ground, holding his body above it in a grotesque posture.
Like some kind of reptile.
"I hear Your Highness was once afflicted with Curse-Head Sorcery from the South Seas. You must know quite a bit about gu, then."
Jiang Heming slowly rose from the ground. He moved his limbs, his bones making crunching sounds.
"Fall back!"
Xue Pingyuan gave the order, and the other soldiers withdrew a considerable distance. Only those guarding Chu Xuanzhen remained where they stood.
At some point, Su Shang had stepped in front of Chu Xuanzhen. Holding up his