Volume 1 Chapter 7 (1/2)
The flirtatious expression Feng Ming was showing Rong wang hter as he brought his de’s dark serious eyes hinted at ad
Although Feng Ming was a aze that held him, especially when those eyes were framed by such a powerful and handsome face
The fact that the same set of eyes, had previously inspected every inch of his body including his most private parts, as well as the tell tale marks scattered ubiquitously across his skin, his heart started to rapidly beat
”Feng Ming” The face before him called out
“Ah!” by the time the Prince heard his name, the man scared him as he was practically next to hied
The King suddenly s tone
“Do you remember what my name is?”
“A-ahh…” hesitation was clear
Seriously, that’s the worst question that Feng Ming could hear fro last tie which left to in his currentbit his lower lip as he racked the brain cells that were still functioning to draw out an answer
“Unn…Rong” as he kidding?
“Rong…”
Feng Ming cast a quick glance to see the Rong wang’s reaction
Please God, do not make me pull out a knife to castrate myself
As expected, he doesn’t even re narrow eyebrows knitted together in irritation
“I’ll repeat it, ain, I will punish you”
Feng Ming chanted the na Tian, Rong Tian…</eet or this guy will go insane
He repeated the tords in an endless loop in his oodin the Prince’s brain, and his action undoubtedlysatisfied
The icy stern face broke into a war flowers breaking through the ice of winter
Feng Ming’s eyes were fixated, completely arrested by the smile presented to hiood when he grinned
If he really was froe he would be a co one hell of a gigolo
”Feng Ming, let’s have a talk” Rong wang sat beside hilued onto the imposter
How should I treat this little assassin?</e protocol Rong Tian should have thrown hieon to be tortured However, when one set eyes on such a lovely appearance and become infected with his rather playful personality, they would conclude how pitiful it would be to destroy him
Was this attractiveness just an act, his specialty as an assassin? Perhaps this imposter wasn’t as siht be his guise, weaving an intricate character to keep Staying alive within the eneence It was better to recruit such a cunning little fox onto his side
”Talk…about…” his tongue was stinging with each effort to talk “What?” Feng Ming yawned, his words co out in a mumble his incoherent words sounded ridiculous as if he was a child reciting a language he had just learnt
Should he try and get rid of his unwanted visitor?
Feng Ming’s heart was in a conflict
Being confined to the Prince’s Hall was utterly a blow to the brain, compared to endless boredoe
However, this Cao Cao went overboard with provoking Feng Ming, he wasn’t sure whether he would be able to handle ould come next
Is it better to be bored to death?
Or be irritated to beyond measure?</e I won’t be able to run off any where with out hi on me
His only option was to take it as it comes
Coincidentally, they both made up their minds, and in that instant their eyes met, both determined with their decision as each elicited a sneer
Feng Ming was unsettled by the Cao Cao’s enige behind it that he could not decipher This put hiued by the smile across the little assassin’s face, interested to the reason behind it
“Feng Ming, where were you born?” He asked shi+fting their staring contest back to a conversation
“This ” Feng Ming didn’t want to be s so instead he taped the floorboards under his feet
”You still refuse to concede that you are an assassin?” he threatened
”I…in…fact…ah…” he stuttered whilst trying to work his wind around the lump in his mouth
“The…son” it was chaos, i to say
Rong wang ended up observing Feng Ming as the youngerhis hands and arms to illustrate his words
With a forced sestures
“Well, I understand, you say you are the Prince and not an i nodded enthusiastically
“You claim that you actually feel into the water, half drowned yourself and when you woke up your ave yourself a new na shook his head in agree Tian did not have a clue what sticking up one’s thu his translation progress