“Ha, ha, your highness, aren’t you feeling happy a bit too early?”


  Chu Shao Yang suddenly began to laugh.

  Chu Shao Yang had appeared dull in front of Na Mu Cuo’s dazzling and incomparable aura, and everyone had already forgotten about him.

  But with this laugh from him, he attracted everyone’s gaze once again.

  Chu Shao Yang’s heart felt uncomfortable. Seeing his third brother going mad, he wanted to jump off the stands and take his third brother away.

  Although his third brother had done many wrong things and he hated everything his third brother did to her, the same blood still flowed in their veins. The bond between brothers was deep and seeing his third brother in this kind of deep pain, he could not take it.

  Na Mu Cuo’s eyes finally fell onto Chu Shao Yang’s face. His lips formed a tight line, revealing his snow white teeth as he smiled.

  “Chu Shao Yang, you feel this prince should not be happy?”


  Chu Shao Yang narrowed his eyes. There was a cold glow as his eyes were filled with blood and hatred.

  “Your highness, you seem to have forgotten an important thing. She is not your princess yet because……Her status is this king’s legal princess! Before this king divorces her, she will forever by this king’s woman! But this king will tell you that I will never divorce her in this lifetime! So, you can stop dreaming! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!”


  He raised his head and broke out in laughter. His laughter was filled with pride and madness.

  This was the final trump card in his hand. As long as he held this trump card, he would not lose her!

  Hearing this, the West Chu ministers couldn’t help looking at him. It was hard to tell if their eyes had pity or contempt.

  Na Mu Cuo also raised his head and laughed. His laughter was even louder than Chu Shao Yang’s, instantly suppressing Chu Shao Yang’s voice.

  “What are you laughing at!” Chu Shao Yang glared at Na Mu Cuo.

  “I’m laughing at the fact you won’t give up until you die!” Na Mu Cuo said while laughing, “Whether she is your princess or not, you don’t get the final say. As for whether she belongs to you or not, it depends on this!”


  He raised his right fist and pointed it at Chu Shao Yang.

  Chu Shao Yang coldly said, “Your highness, do you want to compete in martial arts with this king?”


  Na Mu Cuo shook his head and revealed a grin. He was like a wild cheetah, staring at his prey.

  “It isn’t a competition, this prince wants to fairly steal her from your hands!”


  “What do you mean?” Chu Shao Yang’s eyes turned cold.

  “Chu Shao Yang, you wouldn’t have forgotten this easily, right? You agreed to duel me not that long ago and now it is the time. As long as I win, she will belong to me!”


  Chu Shao Yang knit his brows, “This king cannot understand your gibberish. Even if this king loses to you, she will never belong to you!”


  Na Mu Cuo put his hands at his waist as he looked at Chu Shao Yang with narrow eyes, giving a cold laugh, “This matter cannot be decided by you. According to my East Qin laws, if I like a girl and even if she is married, as long as I challenge her husband and her husband accepts, the girl will belong to whoever wins! Chu Shao Yang, you can not accept this challenge, but if you accept, it means you follow these laws! If you act ignorant and pretend not to know, I’m sure your West Chu people will not be as laughable and ignorant as you, right?”


  His words were like a blow to Chu Shao Yang’s head, instantly knocking him senseless.