"Damn it, Lin Yue. I warn you, you’d better not let me catch you! Otherwise, I would have you on your knees calling me master! And you, you bunch of traitors, you have no humanity, you will meet the same end as this swindling Imperial Advisor!"
Pang Ran’s curses continued non-stop throughout the journey, frustrating everyone around him who couldn’t wait to silence his mouth with a smelly old sock. It was only because of Lin Yue’s silence that the guards had forced themselves to remain tolerant. However, their faces were livid every time they heard his ugly words.
"Hmph!"
Lin Yue coldly said, his eyes swept over Pang Ran’s face, "You may say whatever you want for now, Your Royal Highness, for you will not have the opportunity to do so soon enough, as you will be sent to the dungeons. Once you’ve been sentenced, your deaths will come very soon!"
"Who says that I’ll be going to the dungeons? I want to see my Imperial Father, and where is my Imperial Mother?"
