Doted By The Regent King

Chapter 1537 - 1475: Face-Slapping Humiliation

The mysterious assassin appeared inexplicably and left even faster, especially since the person just beat up the Crown Prince and ran away.

Was this an assassination?

No, this was more frustrating than an assassination; it was a blatant slap in the face, an insult!

In an assassination, at least there would be a straightforward fight, but what is this now?

The person didn’t even bother to fight the guards but went straight to the target, finished the attack, and left.

Just as the assassin was about to disappear, the guards realized and shouted, "Bold scoundrel, chase!"

"Stop." Song Wei was helped up, his face as dark as it could get, and coldly said, "If you chase now, can you beat them? When they attacked, none of you could stop them; do you think you can catch them now?"

The guards felt a bit ashamed.

"Luckily, their intention was only to teach me a lesson. If it had been a real assassination, ha, all of you would be dead along with me," Song Wei sneered.

The guards all knelt down in unison.

Song Wei was both shocked and furious, shocked at the opponent’s skills, furious at the uselessness of his entourage.

If it had been a real assassination, he might have met his end here?

He thought he should replace them all, preferably with Hidden Guards; this group of useless men couldn’t be kept any longer, so thought the Crown Prince.

The guards saw the expression on the Crown Prince’s face and thought grimly that their jobs were lost.

"Your Highness, your face, that person?" A servant frowned at Song Wei’s face.

"I think I know who it is. Let’s go back!" Song Wei touched his face, wincing in pain, damn it, hitting someone in the face.

And the one who ordered it, having such a master by their side, huh!

Someone I shouldn’t desire?

Song Wei’s eyes narrowed, and his lips pressed together.

...

Wufu, after listening to Hoo Die’s report, laughed heartily; this guy is too funny.

"Did you really say that?"

Hoo Die replied sincerely, "He asked me to say it!"

Ah Jiu looked at him speechlessly and said, "Go down."

Hoo Die glanced at Wufu, what’s so funny, he’s just an honest good kid.

"What a weirdo, really a weirdo!" Wufu giggled, saying, "He can drive Song Wei to death with anger!"

"Better if he’s angered to death; who told him to be so shifty-eyed," Ah Jiu said coldly.

Wufu laughed for a while before she said, "Do you think he’ll guess who ordered it?"

"He’s dumb, but not completely dumb! Just left your house and got attacked, and Hoo Die said such things; how could he not guess?"

Wufu raised an eyebrow, "Not afraid he’ll find trouble with you?"

"What should I be afraid of?" Ah Jiu sneered, "I want to see what major thing he can accomplish. With the Beiyan envoy about to arrive, he’ll sooner or later know my identity. Beiyan and Nanyue are about to trade, and he’s just a Northwest Heir, not the Northwest King, even if he were the Northwest King, he’s not the Emperor of Nanyue. As long as the current Emperor of Nanyue is on the throne, Prince Wei’s Manor must submit to him every day. So, he still has to listen to the Emperor of Nanyue."

"Really sly and scheming," Wufu gave a thumbs up.

Ah Jiu snorted, "If he continues to be caught up in love and forgets his position, he can’t blame others for replacing him!"

In the Northwest, there’s a half-brother who’s getting restless.

Wufu shrugged, she was quite happy to watch Song Wei waste his good cards.

"Miss, Master Gui requests to see you." Mo Lan came in to report.

Ah Jiu frowned, another romantic rival, and she cast a long glance at Wufu, the peach blossom you attracted.

Wufu immediately felt innocent, what’s with that look? Like a resentful wife!