On the special plane to Shanghai, Zhao Gongzi held his wine cup and looked out of the window at the dark night, his face as dark as iron.

Prince Li and Prince Nangong drank several glasses of spirits in succession, and then they crushed the glass to pieces.

"It's cheaper for that guy to eat a shell. He should be caught and chopped with a thousand knives." Prince Li said angrily.

"Yeah, when did we suffer so much? That fellow actually killed Kongcheng in front of us, which simply did not put us in the eye. It was endless, absolutely endless, and it was not enough for his family to...