Heaven Slaying Blade

As Chu Mo stepped back, he said with a smile and then shut his mouth closely. He couldn't help but notice that Prince Xia Jing's eyes, as he was speaking, were abruptly shining!

Though that shimmer was fleeting, and quickly hidden behind a stoic facemask, Chu Mo knew, he had won.

Before coming here to cause a commotion, Chu Mo had considered why Xia Jing was so enraged. Why was he determined to grind Chu Mo into dust? It was fundamentally because Chu Mo had ruined his one and only son.

Even if you wield incredible power, even if you are a prince, even if you're so wealthy you could challenge nations... even if you can enjoy all the world's riches and luxuries!

But, if you are without an heir, it's equivalent to having no hope at all!

So, what if... there's hope to produce a child again - a son or a daughter?

Chu Mo was certain that, in that case, Xia Jing's attitude would undergo a complete transformation.

It made no difference whether it was Great Xia or Great Qi, the continuation of the lineage had always been given paramount importance. This was entirely different from the customs of the Prairie where queen-regents were possible. Yet, in Great Xia or Great Qi, there had never been such a precedent and it would be almost impossible for one to occur in the future.

That was why he dared to make a scene so brazenly at the Prince's Mansion. Because Chu Mo believed that Xia Jing was not the same idiot as Xia Jie. Particularly for these kind of people who held higher positions; sometimes, hatred for them was dispensable.

"So, can we have a conversation now?" Chu Mo's face displayed increasing calmness, and his whole bearing gave off an air of being detached from worldly gain.

Cut by this youth's deep-seated hatred, Xia Jing's heart had to admit, Fan Wudi that old geezer had indeed picked up a great grandson!

"If only my son could be... just like him, wouldn't that be great?" Xia Jing could not help but heave a sigh in his heart.

Just then, Xia Jie screamed at one side, "Father, kill him... avenge me... kill him! Why haven't you issued the order yet?" As he spoke, Xia Jie actually reached out to steal the bow and arrows from a guard, "If you guys don't dare to kill him, then I... I'm not afraid of him..."

SMACK!

There was a crisp sound as Xia Jing gave Xia Jie a harsh slap across the face, "Get out of my sight!"

"Ah... Father... you... you actually hit me... you actually hit me?" With his hand covering his face, Xia Jie began to shed tears of humiliation.

Xia Jing's heart softened, but remembering Chu Mo's words, he steeled himself and commanded, "Take this useless brat away and keep an eye on him! Don't let him cause any more trouble!"

"Yes!" Two of the guards hoisted up Xia Jie and left.

"You even hit me... you're not killing my enemy but hitting me... sob sob sob..." Xia Jie burst into sobs as he was being dragged away in the distance, his cries were still clearly audible.

Xia Jing's face was gloomily dark, he waved his hand: "All of you, back off!"

A group of guards hesitated. They were afraid that Chu Mo could suddenly attack Xia Jing. The deaths of the two attendant eunuchs... had nothing to do with them, but if Prince Xia Jing was indeed killed... their entire Nine Clans might get involved as well.

Xia Jing spoke coldly: "Back off. If he wanted to hurt me, you guys can't stop him!" The strength of the two eunuch attendants was known well to Xia Jing, but both of them had died in the blink of an eye at the hands of Chu Mo.

With the hundreds of guards by his side, they were no match for him.

At the Prince's Mansion, there was also a truly powerful figure who was peculiar in character and only promised to protect Xia Jing alone. Besides that, he would not intervene in anything else. Xia Jing had seen his methods once before, and had deep faith in him. Thus, deep down, he wasn't afraid that Chu Mo would truly strike out at him.

Eventually, the group of guards retreated.

Now, only Xia Jing and Chu Mo were left over there. Xia Jing looked at Chu Mo: "If you dare to deceive me..."

"I have no need to deceive you." Chu Mo said calmly: "About the grudge between us, you know well it was because of Xia Jie."

"If he did something wrong, and you disciplined him, I don't object. But you went too far... you ruined his manhood with a single kick... Chu Mo, examine your conscience, isn't what you did... beyond excessive? I'm pursuing you because of that, is that wrong?" Xia Jing's face darkened, as he slowly spoke up.

Chu Mo chuckled lightly: "If someone else said these words, I would indeed feel guilty and self-reproach. However, Prince, you know best what kind of people you and your son are. Do I need to recount every one of the shady things both of you have done... one after another? Therefore, let's stop talking about these useless things."

"You..." Xia Jing's face color changed, venomously glaring at Chu Mo: "Is this why you wanted to speak to me? Chu Mo, is this your attitude? Do you believe... that this Prince really has no way to deal with you?"

"Don't be so angry... anger is bad for your health." Chu Mo grinned: "It's just that I can't stand your hypocritical appearance. You're obviously a cunning old fox, so why pretend to be a kind old man? It's better to be your shifty and despicable self."

Seeing Xia Jing's face turn white with rage, Chu Mo laughed smugly: "Don't be angry, I'm afraid of you. I know there's a truly powerful person residing in the Prince's Mansion. If he makes a move, I won't even be able to run. So, let's not beat around the bush."

Seeing this, Xia Jing didn't say another word, squinting his eyes, sizing up Chu Mo thoroughly. Thinking about it, this was the first time Xia Jing had observed this young man so intently.

"You're much more difficult than I initially imagined." Xia Jing said lightly.