A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

December 26, StarCraft 233.

Emil Tudor was crowned in the Temple.

The temple was decorated with flowers and ribbons, and the entire space was filled with a faint floral fragrance.

The royal family members, dressed in their finest attire, arrived together, making the atmosphere even more solemn and enthusiastic.

Viewing stands were set up along the route from the palace to the temple.

The insect people had already taken up advantageous positions, eager to witness this grand scene.

Parliament Square was teeming with insects, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

The parade convoy departed promptly at 9:50 a.m., slowly making its way along the wide central square toward the west gate of the sanctuary, and was broadcast live throughout.

Amy sat on the float, a smug smile on her lips, and gracefully waved to the insect people lining both sides of the road.

His beauty and nobility attracted the attention of countless insects, and the insect people cheered and applauded for him.

Just then, the live broadcast screen in Parliament Square suddenly went dark.

The insectoids gasped in surprise, and just three seconds later, the screen lit up again.

In the scene, a group of guards are beating up a beautiful female.

The sub-female was beaten so badly that she could only curl up on the ground and let out a pitiful scream.

Emil slowly walked forward, raised his foot and kicked the submissive woman hard in the stomach, again and again, without any mercy.

He was still cursing under his breath: "You slut, how dare you seduce Herman the hero, I'll beat you to death..."

The shrill voice echoed throughout the square via the large screen, and every insect could hear it clearly.

When the insect people saw the Second Prince's sinister face appear on the screen, the entire audience erupted in uproar.

"It's the Second Prince! He looks terrifying!"

"How could they treat such a vulnerable sub-female like this? It's so cruel."

"Poor sub-female..."

What followed was utterly horrifying: the sub-female's limbs were cruelly broken, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

He lay in a pool of blood, his life hanging by a thread, and could only watch helplessly as his attacker left.

A slight electrical hum was heard, and the image on the screen switched to a laboratory.

Two guards carried in the unconscious female soldier, their movements rough and barbaric, as if she were nothing more than a worthless object.

The guards casually tossed the female general onto the operating table, then turned to report to the insects that came in from behind.

"Your Highness, everything is ready."

Emil stood there, expressionless, and waved his hand indifferently.

"Let's begin! I'll reduce the former glory of the empire to utter ruin, make all the insects despise and humiliate him, ha ha..."

Hearing such vicious words, the insects present could no longer bear it. They stood up angrily and cursed loudly.

"Emilia, you vicious bastard, you don't deserve to be the Insect Emperor..."

"Get out of here, we don't need such a cold-blooded and ruthless insect emperor..."

"Insect God, please protect Chris, what are they trying to do to him?"

"Emily step down! Oppose! Oppose! We firmly oppose..."

The scene became extremely chaotic.

Many insects angrily threw rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves at the float to express their dissatisfaction and protest.

Emil was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

The nauseating stench emanating from his body made him so angry that his face contorted in rage.

"You lowly people are simply courting death."

He sternly ordered the head guard, "What are you all standing there for? Arrest them all immediately and torture them severely, so they know the consequences of offending me."

Emil roared furiously, his face filled with rage.

"Beep beep, the Ninth Prince has arrived! Everyone get out of the way!"

A sharp siren suddenly rang out, a clear provocation against the Second Prince.

The insects looked on in astonishment, only to see a cool purple sports car speeding towards them like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the sports car came to a steady stop beside the float, its wheels screeching as they rubbed against the ground.

The car door slowly opened, and a figure stepped out of the car.

He was tall and elegant, wearing black sunglasses that covered most of his face.

When he took off his sunglasses, Youchong couldn't help but shout out.

"It's actually His Excellency Shi Yuxiong! Next to him is General Chris, and sitting in the back row is Dr. Raphael. He really is a prince."

Shi Yu's gaze swept over the insects present, finally landing on the disheveled Second Prince.

His eyes were full of mockery and disdain.

"Sniffle, a good dog doesn't block the way."

Shi Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded like a resounding slap across the Second Prince's face.

Emil's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

He stared wide-eyed at Shi Yu, his anger almost bursting forth.

"Who are you calling blocking the way? Shi Yu, don't be so arrogant. Today is my enthronement ceremony. You're the ones who should get out of here."

He turned around abruptly and roared at the team leader behind him.

"Captain of the guards, what are you all standing there for? Arrest them all and skin them alive!"

Upon hearing the sound, the head guard immediately raised the energy gun in his hand, pointing the dark muzzle at Shi Yu.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a powerful force struck him, like an invisible hand gripping his body tightly.

The captain of the guard was horrified to discover that his hands and feet were out of his control, folded up in a strange position, and his bones made a crisp cracking sound.

His face showed extreme pain and fear, and he let out a pig-like scream.

"Ah, help me!"

The next second, his body was thrown into the swarm of insects like a discarded rag doll.

The swarm of insects was already furious. They swarmed towards the captain of the guard and beat his body violently.

The captain of the guard let out a painful scream, which was quickly drowned out by the noise.

The guards turned pale and dared not go to help.

Shi Yu released his mental energy, and his voice traveled through the tentacles of his mental energy to every corner.

"Emilia, those who do many evil deeds will surely perish. You have committed numerous wicked acts and are cruel and inhumane. You are not worthy to be emperor."

"No, I was just disciplining a vile insect, I did nothing wrong."

Emil glared at Raphael, while simultaneously channeling all his mental energy to wrap around Raphael's neck.

He said viciously, "The royal family hasn't recognized you, so you're a bastard. Die! If you die, there won't be any more insects to fight with me."

"You hurt my wife right in front of me? Do you really think I'm dead?"

Rosso grabbed Emil's mental tendrils, wrapped them around his hand, and pulled hard, drawing the man in front of him.

"Clap clap clap..."

He slapped her several times in a row and said coldly, "You think you can be emperor? You're not even as good as a strand of my wife's hair."

Chris, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly stood up and punched Emil in the stomach.

"Don't bully Brother Raphael."

Upon hearing this, Raphael's eyes welled up with tears, and the anxiety in his chest gradually subsided.

He was no longer alone; he had other insects protecting him.

The guards tried to rush up to save the second prince, but Shi Yu stopped them, wrapping his spiritual tentacles around their waists and flinging them into the air.

"Goodbye, little Karami!"

After dealing with the guards, he pushed Emil aside and got back into the driver's seat.

"Hold on tight, let's go!"