Chapter Ninety-Six: I Consider You a Brother

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Yu Hualiang had not expected him to be so agitated. Seeing Han Wu suddenly pull a small knife from his sleeve and attempt to stab him, Yu Hualiang was unfazed. He was no longer the person he used to be; effortlessly, he grabbed Han Wu's wrist and twisted hard, causing the knife to fall from his hand.

Han Wu likely did not expect that the seemingly weak artist before him was so formidable. Yu Hualiang, fearing Han Wu might resist further, quickly reassured him, “Don’t be nervous. I’m not going to report you.”

“Are you serious?” Han Wu asked doubtfully.

Yu Hualiang smiled, “You saw for yourself—you can’t beat me. If I wanted to report you, there’s nothing you could do to stop me.”

That hit a nerve with Han Wu. He lowered his head in silence, like a defeated man at the mercy of others.

Yu Hualiang said, “You don’t have to be like this. I’m not threatening you; I just want to help.”

“Really?” Han Wu looked at him as if seeing a glimmer of hope.

Yu Hualiang added, “But... you have to take me with you when you escape.”

The Seventh Prince had secretly handed over the military token without telling the Fourth Prince. Although the Seventh Prince did not dare to mention it, Yu Hualiang had known from the start.

“How hateful! He actually handed over the token for a painter! What does he mean by that? Does he want to drag his brother down to hell?”

“Yu Hualiang...” Wang Ji murmured.

“Yes! That’s him!” The Fourth Prince responded. He knew Wang Ji had always harbored hatred against Yu Hualiang, and with a sinister grin, he added fuel to the fire, “The one who pushed you to be my painter? What about him?”

“He really is a troublemaker,” Wang Ji said bitterly.

“Right. So, what do you want to do?” The Fourth Prince probed.

Finally, Wang Ji spoke his heart: “I’d tear him apart, skin and bones!”

The Fourth Prince approached with a wicked look, “Xiao Qingyi, you hate him that much?”

Wang Ji tried to dodge as the Fourth Prince closed in, feeling uncomfortable, probably scared. The Fourth Prince tripped him lightly and pulled him into an embrace.

“Don’t be nervous. After tonight... I’ll get you into the palace so you can personally deal with Yu Hualiang. How about that?”

“Are you serious?” Wang Ji struggled to hide his excitement.

The Fourth Prince smiled with a dangerous edge, “Of course. I don’t want him to be the Seventh Prince’s weakness any longer.”

Yu Hualiang had already made up his mind: he would never leave the Seventh Prince again. He was only afraid that the Seventh Prince might really rebel. So, he planned to go out early, write a letter to him, and wait in seclusion in the mountains. If the Seventh Prince didn’t come within ten days, he would leave.

If the Prince still loved him, he would come. Then, they could both live in hiding where no one knew them.

Yu Hualiang’s thoughts were hopeful, but he worried that no matter how much he said, the Prince was still a royal. Would he really forsake his power and privilege to find him?

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