In an instant, everyone was stunned!

Especially Huai Bingyi, who couldn’t believe his eyes. Just moments ago, Fu Zilin was as close to him as a father and son, showing such sincerity, and now he turned against him directly, even giving a slap to the face.

He’s only ten years old, yet so ruthless? Such great acting skills?

When Demon Emperor Lanling invaded, Huai Bingyi also felt disaster looming, yet Ji Mengbai’s successful surrender gave him a glimmer of hope.

They had all killed Suo Lun before, but if Ji Mengbai could surrender, then perhaps he, Huai Bingyi, could too.

But deep down, he knew he was different from Ji Mengbai. Not only had he killed Suo Lun, but he also humiliated his dignity.

Huai Bingyi knew of Suo Lun’s identity earlier than Fu Lingxi, but he always held back and even pretended to be a close friend.

Ji Mengbai had always appeared as an enemy, but Huai Bingyi initially appeared as a friend, only to suddenly turn, making it even more deadly.

So, while Ji Mengbai could surrender, Huai Bingyi might not be able to.

In desperation, he could only see his student Fu Zilin as a lifeline. That’s why he acted so over-the-top earlier, but he didn’t expect that the ten-year-old Fu Zilin would act even more excessively.

Thus, when Fu Zilin delivered that slap, Huai Bingyi really felt a sense of collapse.

He imagined, what would it be like if he met Lanling? Would Lanling humiliate him? Trample him?

Yet unexpectedly, Demon Emperor Lanling didn’t humiliate him; rather, it was his son who dealt him the greatest disgrace.

At this moment, Fu Lingxi was also shocked by Fu Zilin’s change, and she too froze.

The maid who had hit him earlier woke up and desperately knelt, kowtowing: "Your Highness, have mercy, Your Highness, have mercy..."

Fu Zilin said to Fu Lingxi, "Does my word not matter?"

Fu Lingxi kowtowed and said, "It matters, it matters!"

"Someone..." Fu Lingxi shouted sharply.

Immediately, four maids entered.

Fu Lingxi said, "Didn’t you hear what the prince said? Drag this lowly maid out, skin her, draw her tendons, and then beat her to death alive!"

"Wait..." Fu Zilin said, "I suddenly realize, I’m only ten years old. My father probably wouldn’t like me to be so bloody and cruel."

Immediately, the maid felt like she had escaped death, and quickly kowtowed, saying: "Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness!"

Then, Fu Zilin said, "Then just beat her to death directly, without making it bloody."

"Yes!" Fu Lingxi was stunned for a moment, then replied.

Then, the maid who had hit was dragged out alive and, amid ghostly wails and wolf howls, was beaten to death by four other maids using wooden staffs.

Those who attacked her were maids who had previously been as close as sisters with her.

After the beating, the four maids were also terrified, kneeling, and kowtowing desperately: "Your Highness, spare us, spare us..."

...

Huai Bingyi breathed forcefully yet with restraint, his fists clenching and unclenching, unable to hide waves of murderous intent within.

In front of him, Fu Yan’er and Fu Zilin were extremely weak, and he could easily slap them to death. Even if Fu Lingxi tried to stop him, it would be useless; this woman’s cultivation was far inferior to his.

The reason Fu Lingxi had reached her current position was, firstly, due to her shamelessness, utterly devoid of shame. Secondly, because she was an imposter, her cultivation was rather average.

Thus, if Huai Bingyi wanted to lash out and kill, Fu Lingxi couldn’t stop him.

To be toyed with and slapped by a child was a complete disgrace to Huai Bingyi, who had always seen himself as favored by the heavens.

Thus, the only thought in his mind was to live and cleave this brat in front of him to death.

Suddenly, Fu Lingxi said coldly, "Huai Bingyi, what do you want to do? If you want to harm the prince, you’ll have to step over my dead body!"

The fury-clouded mind of Huai Bingyi gradually cooled down.

Indeed, so what if this child had humiliated him? So what if he slapped him?

It would indeed be simple for Huai Bingyi to directly kill Fu Yan’er and her son, but what after that? It would also cut off his own escape path completely.

In the future, when Demon Emperor Lanling invades, even if Huai Bingyi wants to die, it will be difficult. Lanling has a thousand ways to make him suffer intensely, wishing for death, yet unable to die.

To just die like this? Would Huai Bingyi willingly accept it?

Of course not, absolutely not willing.

He was only in his thirties, having not yet stepped onto the world stage, how could he accept dying like this?

If he dared to kill Fu Yan’er and her son, there’s no need for Demon Emperor Lanling to act; Tian Daoqi and Shi Tian would execute Huai Bingyi.

Fu Zilin looked at Huai Bingyi and said, "Teacher might wonder, how can I, at such a young age, understand right and wrong? Because my sister always told me three sentences since I was young: My father is the greatest man in this world, one day he will come to save us, and there’s not a single good person in the Sky Holy Palace. She would say this twice every day, from the age of two to five, I heard it thousands of times. Of course, what truly changed me was one day a year ago when my mind suddenly became much sharper, and many questions became clear as soon as I thought about them. Although I’m still so physically weak, I feel like I’ve become very capable."

More than a year ago, on a certain day, it was the moment Lanling obtained the Void Bloodline, granting all his flesh and bones, from soul to body, a very secretive enhancement.