Chapter 352 - Imperial Capital Ceremony (2/2)

Their hearts went to him. He was such a proud and wise figure. He was sure to go places.

“Ha-ha-ha, eldest bro is making nice again. Did you earn some sympathy points?”

Some rather sharp and venomous words resounded. The people whipped their heads to see who dared be so crass towards Tianyu’s Crown Prince.

What they saw was a glum youth bearing a striking resemblance to the Crown Prince. He wore the same dragon clawed robe, just that he only had three.

The people realized he was Crown Prince Yuwen Bo’s brother, second prince Yuwen Yong.

Crown Prince eyed him coming over with a trace of anger, “Second brother, what are you suggesting? Every clan in Tianyu has gathered at our great imperial capital at the invitation of the imperial family. Shouldn’t I, the Crown Prince, show these people gathered here in the biting winds and piercing cold some care?”

“Humph, a mere act! You think they’re worth inviting? That was the imperial decree. They had to come.” Yuwen Yong sent a mocking glance to the ants, “Eldest brother, how can an irresolute man and sympathizer like you be the next leader of this nation? “

“Second brother, by treating Tianyu’s people like this, how are you going to rule with justice, how are you going to earn their respect? This is why the imperial father didn’t make you Crown Prince!” The Crown Prince glared.

Yuwen Yong’s eyes were spitting fire at this point, his face barely stopping itself from exploding, “Yuwen Bo, don’t patronize me! Based on wisdom and approaches, I’m no different from you! Isn’t it all because you came into this world a year before me that you’ve earned such a glorious title? Isn’t it because you are firstborn? Other than that, I am just as capable as you are to be Crown Prince!”

The Crown Prince stammered, but sighed in the end, “Second brother, so this is what’s been bothering you. This is why you’ve always looked at me with hostility since we were young. But what would you have me do? This is the work of providence. I cannot change the world. If I could, I would’ve long since given my brother this Crown Prince title!”

“Humph, sophistry! Who doesn’t want to be emperor? Even that Regent Estate has been stirring for centuries, yet you, pansy, wish to give it up?”

Yuwen Yong snarled, “But I don’t need you to hand it over. I’ll take what’s mine for myself!”

The Crown Prince looked long at him and sighed, feeling vexed.

Then, a very familiar voice came.

With it, the people began to feel the earth throbbing. A mountain of a man, panting and sweating, was rumbling over with a thundering gait. He was sweating buckets, but was mighty happy, “Elder brother, second brother, it’s been ages since we last saw each other. I missed you so much!”

He was the one, the only, Tianyu’s third prince, Yuwen Cong. He was a rarity in this world of cultivation filled with trained, fit bodies, one of the very few fatties!

The young master hiding in the crowd and the child held their heads, “Sigh, third brother, can’t you sweat that fat off a little? Every time you come out, you scare everyone. I don’t even want to be seen around you!”

Yuwen Yong glanced at the tub of lard with loathing, “God dammit, hasn’t this pig left the imperial capital yet? What’s he doing back here?”

“Ha-ha-ha, he must’ve finished his mission and the imperial father had him return. With the 8th noble house award ceremony of great importance, it’s imperative for the third younger brother to be present as well. “

The Crown Prince came out with open arms and a smile, “Ha-ha-ha, third brother, welcome back!”

“Eldest brother!”

With a cry of joy, Yuwen Cong jumped into the Crown Prince’s arms.

And landed with a bang.

At the same time, a snapping sound marked the wincing of the Crown Prince as the pavement beneath him cracked all over.

“Your Highness, Crown Prince!”

Crown Prince’s guards rushed over, seeing him hugging the hulking slab of meat.

“I’m… fine!”

Shaking his head, the Crown Prince put on a reassuring smile, “I-I’m a 9th layer Bone Tempering Stage cultivator after all, but… even I can’t hug my younger brother…”

Crash!

With another sound, Crown Prince’s face paled and he looked at his third brother with glistening eyes, “Old third, did you get heavier?”

“Uh, just a bit. Last month I weighed 375 kg, but this week I’m 400. It must be all that traveling getting to me that I gained so little!”

Everyone’s face twitched. [The third prince sure is an oddball. Where can you find so much fat in the world?]

“Oh, right, eldest brother, are you ok?” Yuwen Cong asked, seeing his brother’s sweaty face.

With a pained smile, Crown Prince begged, “Third brother, could you get down first? My waist is killing me…”

The crowd blanked out for a whole two seconds…