You said it was a useless body, yet you punched a saint to pieces?

Chapter 20: Brotherly Love Remains Strong

This huge accusation is enough to crush someone.

The third wife's expression changed drastically, instantly turning extremely embarrassed. Her previous arrogance was immediately suppressed, and she angrily cursed, her voice trembling with fear:

"You...you're talking nonsense! You shameless brat, how dare you slander your elders!"

In this household, the Prince of Zhenbei was like heaven; she wouldn't dare admit to disrespecting the prince's authority even if she had a hundred lives.

Seeing that the Third Madam was flustered, Wang Dao curled up a mocking smile and continued, "Later, in order to protect myself, I had no choice but to agree to Sixth Brother's bet."

"Since it's a contest, there will naturally be winners and losers."

"If I lose, I will hand over the jar of blood essence with both hands. Conversely, if Sixth Brother loses, he must give me a treasure that is equivalent to the blood essence of the barbarian elephant."

At this point, Wang Dao lightly rubbed his toe against Wang Wu's chest, looked at Ye Ningxiang, and drew out the last syllable meaningfully: "Third Aunt, now that Sixth Brother has lost, the bet..."

Ye Ningxiang's expression was uncertain. Looking at her son being trampled underfoot, and then at the gazes of everyone around her, especially the silent Second Madam Liu Mei, she felt extremely aggrieved.

She knew that Wang Dao was demanding ransom from her, and he wouldn't move his foot until he paid.

The second wife, Liu Mei, stood to the side, keeping her eyes down and not daring to utter a sound.

After all, Wang Wu had just shouted loudly, claiming that his son, Wang Long, had ordered it. If she were to speak up now, it would be bad if the fire were to spread to her.

"Giggle giggle..."

Just as the atmosphere was tense, Zheng Wanqing let out a series of pleasant laughs.

She waved her hand lazily, her composed demeanor exuding the air of a matriarch.

"Alright, now release your sixth brother."

"What is your third aunt's status? She comes from a prestigious family, how could she be inferior to you in such a small way? And it's even more impossible for her to do something like defaulting on a bet, which would damage the reputation of the Prince's Mansion."

"It will be sent to you later."

These words both provided a way out for Wang Dao and blocked Ye Ningxiang's escape route.

She had no choice but to give him the money, whether he wanted to or not.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dao's face immediately lit up with a bright smile, and he bowed deeply to Zheng Wanqing: "Your Highness is right to reprimand me. I was judging you with my petty mind."

After saying that, he slowly withdrew his foot.

Before Wang Wu could even catch his breath after regaining his freedom, Wang Dao squatted down, reached out and gently patted his dusty and blood-stained cheeks, looking earnest and concerned:

"Sixth Brother, consider this a lesson learned."

"When you're out and about in the future, you must be able to distinguish right from wrong and use your brain."

"Don't always let others use you as a pawn, or be sold out and then foolishly help them count the money. It's shameful."

These words were pointed and, though spoken softly, they carried clearly throughout the room.

The second wife, Liu Mei, felt a sudden jolt in her heart, and her face turned somewhat pale.

Just then, Wang Long, who had rushed to the gate of the courtyard and hadn't even gotten his footing yet, heard these words and his legs went weak, causing him to stumble and almost fall flat on his face.

After regaining his balance, Wang Long looked at his seventh brother, whose face was full of sincerity, in the courtyard, and couldn't help but curse inwardly:

"You bastard! You're trying to make things difficult for me again!"

"I'll settle this score with you sooner or later!"

Third Madam Ye Ningxiang took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and said coldly:

"Our Wu'er is willing to accept defeat!"

"In the next few days, I will have someone send over a jar of blood essence from a ferocious beast of the same rank. Its quality will be no less than that of the Ancient Savage Elephant's blood essence!"

"Third Aunt is truly generous and magnanimous!"

The coldness on Wang Dao's face melted away instantly, replaced by a fawning smile, his flattery ringing out loud:

"I knew Third Aunt doted on the younger generation, how could she hold a grudge against a child like me? Third Aunt, please take care!"

"hehe."

Princess Zheng Wanqing chuckled lightly, casually adding insult to injury:

"Then I'll take a look and see what good things Sister Ye gave Dao'er, so I can broaden my horizons too."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ningxiang abruptly stopped in her tracks, her brows furrowing tightly.

She could easily understand the warning in Zheng Wanqing's words. She had actually considered using some low-quality or impure blood essence to fool them, or even secretly tamper with it.

But now that Zheng Wanqing has said this, this essence blood must be something truly good, otherwise it would be a slap in the face to the princess.

"snort!"

Ye Ningxiang's face turned ashen, and she had no desire to stay any longer. She ordered her men to lift the half-dead Wang Wu and leave.

Before leaving, she stopped, her resentful eyes casting a deep, venomous glance at the Second Madam Liu Mei and Wang Long standing to the side. Finally, she uttered a sarcastic remark to Liu Mei:

"Sister Liu, you should keep a closer eye on your good son. Don't always use your cleverness on your own family. Be careful that your cleverness doesn't backfire!"

With that, she snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Liu Mei's face instantly turned ashen, while Wang Long, standing behind her, looked terrified, his forehead beaded with cold sweat.

Sowing discord and plotting against one's own brothers are major taboos in any large family.

To put it more bluntly, they could even use family discipline to severely punish him, ranging from minor injuries like lacerations to expulsion from the family.

"Long'er".

Sure enough, Zheng Wanqing's indifferent gaze swept over him, and although her voice was soft, it made Wang Long feel immense pressure:

"Sowing discord among brothers and instigating fratricide is not a glorious thing if word gets out."

"What your father hates most is this kind of thing happening in the family."

"Your Highness is right! Long'er knows he was wrong!"

Wang Long was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He knelt down with a thud, not daring to utter a single word of defense.

"All the mistakes were made by Long'er in a moment of confusion, driven by jealousy. Long'er will never dare to do it again! Please punish me, Your Highness!"

He's smart; at this point, explaining would just be a cover-up. Only by thoroughly admitting his mistake and showing a good attitude can he hope for leniency.

Immediately afterward, Wang Long turned to Wang Dao, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace, and pulled out an exquisite sandalwood box from his robes, presenting it with both hands:

"Seventh brother, this time I'm the one who has wronged you."

"This is a three-hundred-year-old Dragon Blood Grass, a top-grade medicinal herb for refining blood and qi. Consider it an apology from your third brother. Please accept it, seventh brother, and don't blame your third brother."

"Oh dear! Third Brother, this...this is so embarrassing!"

Wang Dao's expression instantly became incredibly interesting. His previously reserved smile blossomed like a chrysanthemum. He said he was sorry, but his body betrayed him as he stepped forward and grabbed the box.

Before anyone could react, he immediately asked, "What kind of precious medicine is this again? Dragon Blood Grass? This is a really good thing!"

"..."

Seeing Wang Dao's greedy and shameless face, everyone present, including Princess Zheng Wanqing, couldn't help but twitch their lips.

The speed at which this expression changes is faster than turning the pages of a book.

"It's...it's dragon's blood grass."

Wang Long's heart bled as he looked at the box that Wang Dao was clutching tightly in his hand.

He had spent a huge amount of money to get this, originally intending to use it when he broke through his cultivation level, but now it was going to be given away to this bastard for nothing.

It's all that fool Wang Wu's fault; he suffered this undeserved misfortune.

"Haha, Third Brother is the best! I knew he had a sharp tongue but a soft heart!"

Wang Dao happily tucked the treasure box into his pocket, his affectionate manner making it seem as if he hadn't just been ready to fight to the death with Wang Long, as he patted Wang Long's shoulder vigorously:

"The bond between us brothers remains as strong as ever! We should stay even closer in the future!"

Wang Long was slapped so hard he swayed to the side, a forced smile on his face, but inwardly he was screaming:

"Passionate? Passionate my ass! I'll kill you sooner or later!"