章節 1487: Was He Really About to Lose?

The old Emperor could not help but shiver when he saw Master Shao's miserable state. If his third son could treat Master Shao like this, what about him?

He did not expect his third son to show mercy to him because he was his father.

After all, he did not show mercy to his third son either. Instead, he attacked him bluntly and wanted to kill him.

His third son was not dead, and he was at his mercy. Would he end up like Master Shao?

"T-Third Son… You…"

He wanted to say something, but Eldest Brother Yan shot him a sharp look, scaring him into silence.

Master Shao's mouth hurt so much that he could not say a word. Trembling, he could not even shoot Eldest Brother Yan a fierce glare.

If not for the guards restraining him, he would have fallen to the ground.

The Third Prince was really ruthless. He was not much more benevolent than Prince Zhan Yun. He had misjudged him!

"Take him away," Eldest Brother Yan instructed the guard.