The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 201 - 193: Cleaning the Beast Latrine

Beast King City, Serene Moon Palace.

This is the palace where Kian Sterling resides in the Beast King Palace. Originally, it was called Snow-shadow Hall, but upon his return, he changed it to ’Serene Moon Palace.’

As for why he changed it, even he didn’t know.

He just felt the name sounded pleasant.

He lazily propped up his arm, half of his body sinking into the snowy fox-fur couch, fingers twirling a green leaf around endlessly, never stopping.

Sunlight filtered through the lattice windows, casting fragmented light spots on his robe, highlighting his enigmatic and stunningly beautiful face.

Finn Arcanus leaned against the palace pillar, crossing his arms and coldly watching a patrol of beastman guards passing outside the window: "Third Prince, there’s been no movement from Nolan Sterling for now, but..."

He paused, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, "That female named Chloe Callahan has recently been frequenting The Imperial Kitchen, and it’s said she’s requested all sorts of bizarre ingredients. Who knows what she’s concocting."

"Oh?"

Kian Sterling lifted his eyelids slightly, a playful curve appearing on his lips, "Father doesn’t like outsider females freeloading in the Royal Palace."

He flicked his fingers, and the green leaf pinned itself into the window frame like a blade, "Yuri, go ask the Steward what identity Chloe Callahan is using to stay here?"

"Yes, Third Prince!"

Yuri Ashwood chuckled softly and turned to leave.

Just a moment later.

A middle-aged beastman steward arrived at the Serene Moon Palace, trembling with fear.

Kian Sterling glanced at the steward indifferently, his voice lazy: "Since when did my elder brother have a partner? I’ve never heard of it. Who is this Chloe Callahan and what status does she have to live in my elder brother’s palace?"

The steward knelt in the center of the hall, his forehead touching the ground, appearing respectful.

Hearing the Third Prince’s words, he dared not conceal anything: "Replying to the Third Prince, Miss Callahan was rescued by the First Prince from outside The Royal City and has been staying in the First Prince’s side palace. She’s neither a member of Royalty nor... nor a Female Slave."

Kian Sterling tapped his fingers against the edge of the couch, his nine fox tails lazily swaying behind him. He raised an eyebrow at the steward: "Oh? Then, where are the daily meats, charcoal, and beast pelts she uses being paid from?"

Cold sweat broke out on the steward’s back, and he answered cautiously: "All are, are being charged to the First Prince’s account..."

"Does Father know about this?"

Kian Sterling suddenly leaned forward, his dark hair falling from his shoulders, his beautiful fox eyes staring at the steward.

The steward’s scalp tingled under his gaze, remembering how Chloe Callahan recently frequented The Imperial Kitchen.

Requesting all sorts of strange ingredients and creating a mess without any finished dishes, wasting a mountain of ingredients.

He silently broke into a cold sweat for Chloe Callahan. Who doesn’t know The Old Beast King hates wasting resources?

Especially when it’s an unknown, stateless female.

"Re... replying to the Third Prince, the Beast King probably doesn’t know yet."

The steward wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, answering fearfully.

The Old Beast King is burdened with countless affairs and still has to balance his training. When would he have time for these trivial matters?

Kian Sterling laughed softly, leisurely sitting up straight, "If that’s the case, deal with it according to the rules."

He turned his head toward Finn Arcanus, his tone light, "The Royal Palace doesn’t support idle people; either throw her out or... have her clean the beast toilets."

"Yes, Third Prince."

The steward responded respectfully.

Then exited the Serene Moon Palace.

As he left the Serene Moon Palace, his legs were weak, and his beast-hide clothing was soaked with cold sweat.

Chloe Callahan was the First Prince’s guest, and now the Third Prince wanted her to clean the beast toilets. He would offend one of them no matter what he did.

It could be said that he was displeasing to both sides.

After much thought, the steward decided to first test the First Prince’s stance, to see what he intended.

Just as he reached the gate of Nolan Sterling’s palace, he heard the sound of shattering porcelain and angry curses from within.

"What does that second prince count for, to dare mock me?"

Frightened, the steward shrank his neck, his steps halting instantly. He felt it was a bad time to have come.

As he wondered whether to leave for now and return later.

Nolan Sterling’s furious voice boomed from within: "Get out! All of you, get out!"

Soon after, several beastman servants scrambled out, their faces marked with blood.

One of the beastman servants even had a broken head, his face covered in blood, looking quite frightening.

The steward swallowed hard, preparing to retreat quietly.

Nolan Sterling had already spotted him, glaring at him with cold eyes, "What are you skulking around for? Get in here immediately!"

The steward’s face turned pale with fear. He shivered slightly, then had no choice but to brace himself and enter: "First Prince, the Third Prince’s side..."