Ma Chao hurriedly said.

His efficiency was very high. Yang Chen had just hung up the phone, and within ten minutes, news of the life and death of the third prince of the Wang Clan Xue Family spread throughout Yan Du.

And all the blame, pointed entirely at Xue Yuanji.

For a time, the news caused a stir online.

In the eyes of ordinary people, a royal family stands at the pinnacle of power, especially Xue Yuanba, who is still the most hopeful prince to inherit the throne of King Xue.

It goes without saying that this would cause a huge stir.

Within Xue Wang City, a massive private estate.

A white-haired elderly gentleman in a Tang suit sat in a pavilion of an ancient building.

Inside, facing him, sat another white-haired old man dressed in gray cloth. Between them was a stone chess table.

Here we go!

The elderly man in Tang-style clothing suddenly dropped a chess piece and said with a smile, “You’re going to lose this round again.”

The old man in plain clothes smiled and shook his head. "Not necessarily!"

Having said that, he also dropped a chess piece.

"Only after this piece was placed did the elderly man in Tang clothing change his expression slightly, a look of surprise on his face as he exclaimed, “Good! You had already set this piece up beforehand. You deliberately lured me to capture you, falling right into your trap! This piece... it's a perfect move!"

"Haha, King Xue, in this round, I

Finally, I won.

The old man in plain clothes laughed and said.

Just then, a servant ran up in a panic: "Prince Xue, it's not good! The Third Prince is dead. He died in Yan City!"

Boom!

As soon as the servant uttered these words, King Xue, who had just been smiling moments before, his face turned pale.

"
Bang!"

He reached out and grabbed the servant by the neck.

He just sat there, but the servants lifted him up with one hand.

"Dead? You said who died? My son Xue Yuanba?"

Xue Wang's voice turned icy cold.

The servant caught by the neck was pale with fear, wanting to speak but choked by the King of Xue's grip, unable to utter a word.

mouth.

"It's Prince Xue Yuanba. This matter has spread throughout Yan City, saying that the third prince died in a struggle for power. Some media even say that the third prince died at the hands of the second prince."

Xue Wang just let go of the servant's neck, and the servant hurriedly knelt on the ground, telling him everything he knew.

"Bang!"

As soon as the servant finished speaking, Xue Yi struck him on the top of his head with a palm. The servant's eyes rolled back, blood gushed from his mouth, and his body fell straight to the ground, dead without closing his eyes.

Even the elderly man in plain clothes grew serious and said nothing.

Only to see King Xue's eyes tightly closed, he waited for a full minute before slowly opening his eyes.

"Tell me, what is Yuanba?"

"How did he die!"

At Xue Wang's command.

A servant behind him hurried away in response.

Just then, Xue Wang's phone rang suddenly. It was Xue Yuanji.

"Father, I am so sorry. I failed to protect my third younger brother and he was murdered by others. It is all my fault. Please punish me, Father!"

As soon as Xue Wanggang picked up the phone, he heard Xue Yuanji's voice filled with remorse. His tone was heavy with sorrow, sounding truly heartbroken and devastated.

"Yuan Ba died for three whole days before I got the news, and then you called me."

Xue Wang said coldly, “If this matter hadn’t been exposed, you probably wouldn’t have contacted me so soon, would you?”

(The End)

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