Chapter 1203: Three Pseudo-saints
“What did you say, Brother?” The fatty scratched his head and pretended to be confused.
“Brother? Who the fuck is your brother, you think too highly of yourself.” The fourth prince pointed his thumb at his chest and said: “Listen, I am the younger brother of Prince Tyrant whom you dared to insult, don’t you know how serious this is?”
“I didn’t insult anyone!” The fatty acted innocent.
The fourth prince’s vanity was flattered at his scared reaction.
“It’s not an insult because it’s the truth, he was nearly beaten to death.” The fatty continued.
The smile on the prince’s face disappeared, replaced by anger. “Are you asking for it?!”
“Nope.” The fatty said.
Feiyun thought that the fatty was answering earnestly and not purposely provoking the prince.
However, the prince didn’t see it that way. Flames coiled around his arm for an attack.
His cultivation had risen recently, reaching the third level of Heaven’s Emergence. He clearly benefited from Prince Tyrant’s return.
His palm strike could reduce a mountain to dust. Alas, he was the one who smashed into the ground. His armor and bones crumbled.