"Do you know how painful it is to watch her being taken away? You will never know, Zhui Feng, because you are just a piece of stone or a piece of wood! You have never understood what feelings are. You are just a puppet, a marionette who only knows how to obey the master’s orders!”
Chu Shaobai grabbed the skirt of his chest. The pain there was unbearable, but his face remained calm.
He was in pain, but he didn't want others to see it, because he was proud, and because he didn't want to accept anyone's pity and sympathy.
He was like a lonely and proud wolf. When he was injured, he found a place where no one was around and licked his wounds alone.
But Zhui Feng's words sprinkled a pinch of salt on his wound, and it was as if he dug out his wound and slashed it hard twice, making him more painful and more injured. .
"Prince Jing'an, I respect you as the prince, but if you insult me again, I will be rude to you."
As a secret guard, Zhui Feng hated hearing the words "marionette" the most. This was the greatest insult to a loyal secret guard.
"You're welcome, are you very polite to me now?" Chu Shaobai sneered, with faint anger in his eyes.
He had no way to vent the anger in his heart now, especially when he saw Zhui Feng's shabby face, he just wanted to punch Zhui Feng's nose in a crooked shape.
"Huh!" Without saying a word, he punched Zhui Feng in the nose.
Zhui Feng didn't expect that he would hit him as soon as he asked, and he would attack very quickly, so he hurriedly dodged. Although he didn't get hit in the nose by the punch, the sharp wind of the punch passed by his face, causing pain on his cheek.
This shows that Chu Shaobai used his full strength in this punch.
"My lord, do you want to teach your subordinates some martial arts moves?" Zhui Feng was also really angry. He originally looked down on the other party's behavior of not saving anyone, but now he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and thought to himself, I will do it for him. The emperor teaches him a lesson and vents his anger!
"Stop talking nonsense! Watch the move!" Chu Shaobai stepped forward, his whole body turned into a ball of white shadow, his fists were flying, and he punched Zhui Feng's vital parts without any mercy.
He was depressed and wanted to vent all the moves. In his eyes, the opponent was not Zhui Feng, but Namtso!
Zhui Feng started Qinggong and avoided several dangerous moves in succession. Although he was angry and wanted to teach the other party a lesson, after all, the other party was a prince, and due to the difference in dignity, he never made a move in return.
But except for Qinggong, fists, kicks, hidden weapons and other skills, he was slightly inferior to Chu Shaobai in everything. In addition, he only received beatings without fighting back, which made him at a disadvantage in every aspect. Finally, he couldn't dodge, and Chu Shaobai was hit hard on the chin. One punch.
"Ah! My lord, you really hit me! You hit me so hard!"
Zhui Feng was so painful that he burst into tears. He gritted his teeth and started to fight back. The two of them started fighting with "bang bang bang, bang bang bang".
The two of them were equally skilled in martial arts. After the battle, there was no clear winner for half an hour, and each side took a lot of punches from the other.
It's just that Zhui Feng always thought about the identity of the other prince. Even if the other party kicked him hard on the butt, he would be embarrassed to leave his own muddy shoe prints on Chu Shaobai's spotless white clothes.
Suddenly, a loud rooster crow sounded in the distance. Zhui Feng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He looked up to the east and saw that the dawn was getting whiter and the sky was getting brighter.