C9 (1/2)

”Maki Zin, you useless trash, I want to fight you.” Just as Maki Zin was playing happily, a very unfriendly voice interrupted their interest.

”Hungry, do we know each other?” Maki Zin was baffled, how did this bro offend him? He immediately ran over to play PK.

”I didn't know you before, but I know you now. Remember, I'm Zhama Du, you must be scared when you hear my name.” Zhama Du pointed at himself coolly.

”Why should I fight with you?” Maki Zin used his fat little finger to point at Zhama Du and asked. He was wondering in his heart, why does this guy look like a member of the royal family (If he wasn't a member of the royal family, would he dare cause trouble for the Fourth Prince's son?) Zhama Du had never heard of it before, ”Who are you?”

”He is the son of the Seventh Prince.” Sai Han leaned over and whispered into Maki Zin's ears, telling him that this little brother who didn't know anything was really speechless.

”Oh!” Zhama Du? Was there such a character known as SB in the history of Jin Dazhi? He would find someone to fight with at any time. He was sick.

”I still don't know you. Can you tell me why you want to fight with me?”

”Because I don't like you.” Maki Zin almost choked to death. Formidable.

”I, I can't beat you, so let's not fight that battle anymore, right?” What a shame. People in their twenties didn't dare to fight with a five-year-old kid. They didn't know if they would be angered by the rebirth, transmigration, and the like.

”No, as a warrior of the royal family, you have to do what you say. You are from the royal family, yet you are so cowardly that you don't even dare to accept a duel.” Zhama Du said with a ”strong” tone, but how ”strong” could a child be? No matter how they listened to it, everyone felt that something was amiss.

”Zhama Du, are you done yet?” The little girl ran over and pulled at Zhama Du angrily.

”Young Prince, let's go!” The girl's brother also came up to dissuade her.

”Who do you think you are to have the audacity to interfere with me? Scram!” Zhama Du seemed to be very afraid of the girl and shouted at her brother. He turned to Maki Zin and spoke with an even more determined tone, ”Do you dare to duel with me?”

”Come, if you have the guts, come and fight with me. What does it matter if you are looking for my Young Prince? Come on! ” Ba Gen did not wait for Maki Zin to reply before he ran out and shouted at him.

”Who do you think you are? How dare you invite me to a duel, are you courting death?” Zhama Du was furious. A small servant actually dared to challenge him?

”Hmph, I am a servant of the Young Prince. The Royal Concubine said that the person who is going against the Young Prince is our enemy. Ba Gen waved his arm and crooked his finger at Zhama Du.

”Ah!” Damn it, I will kill you. ” Zhama Du rushed towards Ba Gen and grabbed his neck, but Ba Gen did not show any sign of weakness, both of his hands were holding onto Zhama Du's waist as he lifted him up and pushed him forward, Zhama Du's feet were off the ground, his heart was in a panic, his feet kicked everywhere, and those kicks that had almost exhausted all of Zhama Du's strength were all given to Ba Gen's sturdy abdomen, Ba Gen could not take it anymore and used all of his strength to throw Zhama Du away, causing Zhama Du to be thrown out, hitting on the ground.

Zhama Du was upset, he was actually thrown to the ground by this damned servant. He stood up, pulled out the sword on the waist of the guard, and pierced towards Ba Gen.

Bang, just as Zhama Du was about to stab Ba Gen, a green light flashed beside Ba Gen, causing him to be thrown out once again.

”Who?” ”Who is it?” Zhama Du crazily roared.

”It's me.” A bearded middle-aged man dressed in royal robes walked out from the crowd.

”Father, Royal Father.” When Zhama Du saw who it was, he was so shocked that he started stuttering. This person was his father, Seventh Prince.

”What are you doing, Anthracene?” Seventh Prince pointed angrily at Zhama Du.

”I, I am fighting with him.” Zhama Du pointed at Ba Gen, his tone somewhat empty.

”Duel? Battling with a servant? ”You're very good, Zhama Du.” ”Royal Father, I …” Don't talk about it anymore. You're not allowed to go out in a month after you return to your residence. ”

”Royal Father, that guy is just a servant. He dares to offend me? If I don't teach him a lesson, where would my imperial clan's face be?” Zhama Du looked at Maki Zin and Zhama Du resentfully.

”Hmm? You fought against the Young Prince? ” Just then, Prince Kang walked out and stood in front of Ba Gen.

”Yes.” ”Drag him out.” Prince Kang ordered without a trace of hesitation.

”Stop!” Just as the two guards were about to drag Ba Gen out with them, Maki Zin blocked in front of him.

”Maki Zin, go away.” Prince Kang walked forward and tried to pull Maki Zin away.

”I don't.” Maki Zin shook off Prince Kang's hand.

”You, don't you know that there is a difference in status? If everyone thinks the same as Ba Gen, what dignity and honor does my royal family have?”