Bab 1662: Hatred

"So, you can't threaten me," Rui coldly stated. "You shouldn't have bothered with this at all."

"You seem rather impatient," Prince Rajak calmly remarked.

"Tends to happen when I get trapped in an ambush," Ruis snorted. "I assume the no-sky-walking and endless hoards of people thing was all part of the plan to lure me into the alleys?"

"Perhaps," The prince replied vaguely. "It allowed us to meet without anybody the wiser."

"Well, we've met," Rui remarked. "Now what?"

"I asked you to join me," Prince Rajak reminded Rui. "You have yet to make your choice."

"Join you…?" Rui narrowed his eyes. "You can't be serious."

The prince simply stared at Rui. "You know…out of all the seven candidates for the throne, we are the closest."

Rui raised an eyebrow. 

"We come from the same background," The prince revealed. 

Yet his eyes took on a dark luster.