Candidates

As a dignified Prince, he still had to fight another man over a woman.

It was simply the greatest joke in the world.

Even more absurdly, he was caught up in it and had no choice but to go along with it.

Was he supposed to sit and wait for death, allowing the other party to ruin his face?

Or avoid his challenge and let him loudly proclaim his own cowardice and incompetence?

It seemed the only thing he could do was give him a ruthless beating and crush his arrogant swagger.

Yet doing so would confirm the fact that he was fighting over a woman.

That would not be a good reputation to spread around either.

But on second thought, the original owner's reputation was already thoroughly rotten. One more stain made little difference.

Still, he felt awkward inside, deeply stifled, unable to hold his head high.

Even after becoming a Prince, he still could not live freely and wholeheartedly. Restrictions and obstacles hemmed him in at every turn.

He then consoled himself and dispersed the clouds in his heart.

He had miraculous arts to cultivate and secret techniques to practice. His expectations had already been met.

At the very least, the increase in his soul had benefited him beyond measure, allowing his cultivation to advance even faster.

If this continued, he would not need the Emperor's Sword at all. Through cultivation alone, he could reach beyond the Grandmaster realm and ascend directly to Beyond the Heavens.

At that thought, he breathed out a mouthful of turbid air.

Chu Honglin said, "What you need to do now is cultivate properly. There is no need to think too much about anything else."

Chu Zhiyuan said slowly, "Fifteenth Uncle, please help me investigate this fellow's background and capabilities."

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