“Oh, Brother Zheng Prince is here too,” Mo Lian responded with a casual nod.
Zheng Prince Mo Xikang reached out to help Su Xihua out of the deceitful pit. He turned to Qiao Mu and inquired with a deep voice, “I’m curious about what my younger brother did to incur the Crown Prince Consort’s wrath to the point of wanting to kill him.”
Su Xihua’s current state was truly pitiable, and Mo Xikang found it difficult to look at him. The actions of the Crown Prince Consort seemed excessive. What kind of deep-seated grudge could lead her to relentlessly pummel Su Xihua with those divine energy beads?
Despite Su Xihua’s cultivation having reached level 15 of the spiritual realm, he had yet to break through to the divine realm. How could he withstand the continuous bombardment of the divine energy beads?
It was no wonder he appeared so wretched now. After being subjected to the relentless a.s.sault of the divine energy beads, he must have lost a layer of skin, if not more, even if he survived.
“Big, Big Bro! Seek justice for my Big Bro!” Su Xihua finally managed to stand upright. He let out a broken, stammered plea, glaring at Mo Xikang with a mix of shock and anger. “She, she, she, she tricked my Big Bro.”
“She’s a cheater!” Su Xihua’s eyes burned with anger and resentment as he clung to Mo Xikang’s hand, his words stumbling out.
What a joke!
Had it not been for this woman suddenly bombarding him with so many Divine Power b.a.l.l.s, he believed he could have easily dispatched a level-three spiritual cultivator like Qiao Mu, who had employed the Aura-repressing Talisman.
In Su Xihua’s estimation, it would take no time at all to defeat a level-three spiritual cultivator. However, reality had a different plan. He, Su Xihua, was battered and ended up in the pit, unable to climb out, like a defeated cur.
This incident left Su Xihua almost unable to lift his head, especially in front of several junior sisters who had rushed over upon hearing the news and had previously held him in high regard. He was at a loss for what to do.
Fuming with anger, he fixed an intense gaze on Qiao Mu with his scarlet eyes. “Qiao Mu!”
Slap!
Before Su Xihua could comprehend what had occurred, a forceful slap landed on his cheek. His lips curled slightly as he staggered back a few steps, only finding stability when Mo Xikang reached out to support him.
“Big Bro!” Su Xihua raised his hand to cover the painfully throbbing half of his face. He gazed at his elder brother with bloodshot eyes.
Though he didn’t utter a word, the message in his eyes was crystal clear: Others have already subjected your younger brother to such humiliation. Are you going to stand by and do nothing?
In that moment, Mo Xikang’s countenance mirrored his displeasure. He turned to address Crown Prince Mo, the one who had administered the slap, and said, “Your Highness, my younger brother is still quite immature. I apologize for his behavior in front of you. I will make sure to discipline him properly when we return.”
“Brother Zheng Prince, it seems you don’t understand how to educate your juniors.” It wasn’t until this moment, after witnessing Mo Xikang’s arrival and his interaction with Su Xihua, that Qiao Mu finally pieced things together and comprehended the ident.i.ty of the enigmatic individual who had a.s.saulted her.
She now understood why this stranger had attacked her seemingly out of the blue. It turned out that Su Xihua was the elder brother of Commandery Princess Tao, whom she had chastised in the Listless Pavilion.
As it seemed, having an unreasonable sibling ran in the family.
Mo Xikang clenched his lips tightly, restraining his anger.