The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1598: Chapter 1695: The Elderly Man with Last Name Mo

The elderly man surnamed Mo heard Fang Lin’s words, and his face instantly changed, with a fleeting look of fear in his eyes.

“Even if you are from the Sky Swallowing Palace, please be magnanimous and do not trouble Crown Prince. If there has been any offense, I hope you can forgive,” the old man surnamed Mo said rather helplessly.

Li Jianwu, lying on the ground, heard this and his expression became extremely ugly. These words were clearly a sign of submission to Fang Lin. Isn’t it too cowardly to submit without even fighting?

The old man surnamed Mo also had his own difficulties that he couldn’t express, as he was a temple official in the service of the Crown Prince’s mansion. In principle, he should intervene to relieve Crown Prince Li Jianwu, but he was also apprehensive of the three words ‘Sky Swallowing Palace’. Offending the Sky Swallowing Palace was the last thing the old man wanted.

After all, who in the Nine Countries wasn’t aware of the reputation of the Sky Swallowing Palace? Even the royal families of the Upper Three Countries would not dare to provoke the Sky Swallowing Palace easily. Although the man surnamed Mo had some real skills, he dared not offend the Sky Swallowing Palace.

But since Crown Prince Li Jianwu was still under someone else’s feet, the old man surnamed Mo could not just ignore it, and had to submit to Fang Lin, hoping that Fang Lin would withdraw voluntarily.

Li Jianwu lying on the ground glared fiercely at the elder surnamed Mo and roared, “As a temple official of the Crown Prince’s mansion, were all the benefits previously given to you fed to dogs?”

The Elder Mo, upon hearing this, was also filled with frustration, and if not for having received great favor from the royal family, he really felt an impulse to throw his hands up and run away.

“Crown Prince, please calm down. I will surely rescue you,” the elder surnamed Mo responded reluctantly, and then continued to look at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin’s expression was exceptionally cold and indifferent, showing no signs of stopping.

“A temple official of the Crown Prince’s mansion? If you really want to save the Crown Prince, then stop the idle talk and make your move, let’s see if you have the ability to save him.” Fang Lin said coldly.

The old man surnamed Mo was still very hesitant, unwilling to take action against Fang Lin, fearing that once they started, it would become uncontrollable.

Moreover, being in Tang Capital, if a fight were to break out and the disturbance was too great, it would reach the royal family’s ears and the man surnamed Mo would be in big trouble.

“This place is Tang Capital, it would be better for us not to fight here, lest innocent people be harmed,” the elder surnamed Mo said, quickly finding a good excuse.

Fang Lin nodded, seemingly agreeing with the elder’s logic. Making a big commotion here could indeed affect the innocents, after all, Fang Lin was not the type of villain who kills without blinking an eye.

“Your Crown Prince was very rude to me, insisting that I visit the Crown Prince’s mansion and bombarding me with questions. Threatening to draw swords if I don’t answer, truly domineering. Is this the prestige of the Tang Country’s Crown Prince? Indeed, it’s well deserved,” Fang Lin said, glancing down at Li Jianwu with a tone full of mockery and scorn.

Li Jianwu gritted his teeth, flames of rage burning in his eyes, but he was helpless, unable to even stand up in front of Fang Lin.

The Elder Mo was inwardly cursing. He knew all too well the temperament of this Crown Prince, far too impetuous and prone to act rashly.

Others might not be problematic, but this individual was obviously not easy to provoke. Yet Li Jianwu still went to provoke him, now he has hit a snag, hasn’t he? You might be the Tang Country’s Crown Prince, but the Sky Swallowing Palace does not even regard the Upper Three Countries, can you really turn the heavens on your own?

“Master Fang, the Crown Prince has realized his mistake. I hope you can show mercy and spare the Crown Prince. You have already taught him a lesson by taking action,” the old man surnamed Mo said, bowing his hands to Fang Lin, still choosing to concede.

“Nonsense! How dare you beg him for mercy?” The moment Li Jianwu heard it, he exploded in anger, roaring at the old man surnamed Mo.

Fang Lin smiled, pointing at Li Jianwu who was on the ground: “Look at this, is this what you call realizing his mistake? I see that the Crown Prince still seems quite spirited.”

The elderly Mr. Mo’s mouth twitched, he wished he could go up and slap Li Jianwu twice. What’s the time to still be flaunting the authority of the Crown Prince? The man hasn’t even touched you and you can’t get up, yet you don’t realize how formidable he is? Do you really need to provoke him thoroughly to have fun?

“Crown Prince, if the Tang Emperor finds out about this, Your Highness might not escape a reprimand,” said the helpless Mr. Mo, forced to invoke the Tang Emperor to get Li Jianwu to be more rational and stop making reckless statements.

Li Jianwu’s expression changed slightly, clearly calming down a lot upon hearing about the Tang Emperor, but his look was still filled with rage and hatred towards Fang Lin.

Cheng Jinhai sat in a corner with a respectful expression watching Fang Lin, thinking, this is truly the demeanor of a real powerhouse. What about the nonsense Crown Prince? In front of Master Fang, he can only lay down.

Fang Lin glanced at Li Jianwu, and with a playful smile said, “Your Highness, what are you trying to achieve? We have no grievances or enmity, why block my path and trouble me?”

Li Jianwu’s face turned iron blue, he did not like looking up at people while lying on the ground. At this moment, he avoided looking at Fang Lin, merely bowing his head in silence.

Fang Lin chuckled, “I also know a bit—it’s probably because you’re worried that I and Li Zhongxin might reach some agreement, helping him compete with Your Highness, right?”

“So what if it is?” Li Jianwu snorted.

Fang Lin curled his lips, then stomped on Li Jianwu’s left arm, and with a ‘crack’, Li Jianwu’s face twisted in pain, his arm gruesomely broken by Fang Lin’s stomp.

The elderly Mr. Mo wanted to intervene, but it was all too late, and he could only watch everything helplessly unfold.

“Master Fang, perhaps it’s time to stop,” Mr. Mo said softly.

Fang Lin’s lips slightly curved up, “I have no intention of meddling in the affairs of the Tang royal family, whether it’s you or Li Zhongxin, do whatever you want, but don’t involve me. Even the Yuan Emperor died before me, what are you people in comparison?”

At these words, both Mr. Mo and Cheng Jinhai showed surprised expressions, while Li Jianwu appeared utterly horrified, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

The Yuan Emperor, actually died before him?

Fang Lin continued, “Compared to him, your brother seems a bit smarter, at least much better in his demeanor. I see your days as the confused Crown Prince are numbered.”

After speaking, Fang Lin dialed back his imposing aura, and Li Jianwu suddenly sat up from the ground, holding his left arm with an extremely unsightly expression.

Mr. Mo hurried forward, subtly shielding Li Jianwu behind him, and bowed again towards Fang Lin.

Just then, a golden armored soldier who had just stood up behind Li Jianwu, suddenly hurled his spear fiercely at Fang Lin.

This action caught both Li Jianwu and Mr. Mo off guard, and Fang Lin’s face immediately darkened.

ps: The first update, continue writing, today has been rather busy, got up early and started writing early.

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