Joy of Life: Me, the Second Prince? Summon Yuan Tiangang!

Taiping Villa.

There was no warning, no sound of anything breaking through the air.

On the roof of the tallest main building of Taiping Villa, which had already been half-cut off by Si Gu Jian's sword energy, the space suddenly rippled like water.

Immediately afterwards, two figures appeared as if they had emerged from nothingness and stood quietly on the dilapidated roof.

Looking down from a high vantage point, overlooking all living beings.

The moment the two figures on the roof were seen, the entire Taiping Villa fell into a deathly silence.

Even the sounds of wind and rain seemed to be forcibly paused at this moment by some invisible force.

"Second...Your Highness!?!"

Hong Siyang's eyes widened, and he gasped in surprise.

His brain completely shut down at that moment.

Kuhe, who was in the mud pit, and Si Gujian, who was kneeling on one knee, also struggled to raise their heads and look at the two people on the roof.

When their gazes fell upon the figure wearing the bronze mask, the pupils of both grandmasters simultaneously contracted violently to the size of pinpoints.

"The Net... the Bad Commander..."

"Li Chengze..." Ku He gave a bitter laugh, blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth. "What a scheme... truly a brilliant scheme. The royal family of Nanqing is a complete bunch of madmen. The elders are well-hidden, and the younger ones are even more so. We, who call ourselves chess players, are not only pawns of our fathers, but also stepping stones used by our sons to test our fathers..."

Faced with the sudden appearance of his biological son and Yuan Tiangang on the roof, Emperor Qing's face still showed little surprise.

"Chengze."

Emperor Qing spoke slowly, his voice carrying clearly throughout the entire courtyard, enveloped in his true energy.

"Did you enjoy the scene?"

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"Replying to Father Emperor," Li Chengze bowed slightly, performing an impeccable princely etiquette, but his tone was filled with undisguised sarcasm, "This performance was absolutely brilliant. Father Emperor endured for more than twenty years, and in one fell swoop, he manipulated the two great masters of the world at will. Your cunning and strength are truly admirable."

"But..." Li Chengze straightened up, looking down directly into Emperor Qing's eyes, "Father, this play has been going on for too long, and it's exhausting. You treat everyone as pawns, and me as a whetstone to hone the Crown Prince. You want to control everyone's fate. But have you ever considered that if the whetstone is too hard, it will break the blade?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing not only did not get angry, but instead clapped his hands lightly and laughed twice.

"Good, a fine whetstone indeed." A hint of admiration flashed in Emperor Qing's eyes. "Among my sons, the Crown Prince is weak and inexperienced, the Third Prince is too young, only you are deep in thought and ruthless in your methods, most like me, but..."

Emperor Qing suddenly changed the subject, and a surge of true energy, even more terrifying and domineering than when he had just defeated Si Gu Jian, erupted from his body like a tsunami!

The golden true energy materialized, forming a visible golden vortex around his body, forcing the wind and rain to retreat ten feet away.

"However, if your trump card is only the Bad Guy Commander, that's not enough!"

"boom!"

With Emperor Qing's angry shout, the entire floor of Taiping Villa was instantly covered with cracks like a spider web.

Under the pressure of this terrifying and domineering true energy, Hong Siyang, Kuhe, Sigu Jian and others found it extremely difficult to breathe, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on their chests.

Faced with Emperor Qing's overwhelming and terrifyingly domineering true energy, Li Chengze's magnificent purple robe fluttered in the wind on the roof, and his waist-length hair danced wildly. However, he was like a pillar that stabilized the sea, firmly nailed to the broken glazed tiles. No matter how rampant the true energy around him was, he remained unmoved.

Li Chengze smiled faintly, a smile that carried three parts languor and seven parts disdain. Meeting Emperor Qing's gaze, which seemed to pierce through one's soul, he slowly said, "The Commander-in-Chief is my trump card. If even the Commander-in-Chief isn't enough, then I really am at a loss."

At this point, Li Chengze paused slightly, the smile on his lips gradually fading, transforming into a sharp, cold glint: "However, Father, whether you have enough trump cards isn't something you can just talk about; it's something you have to prove with your strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chengze ignored Emperor Qing's slightly narrowed eyes and instead turned his head slightly to glance at Yuan Tiangang beside him.

He chuckled lightly, his tone casual, "I would appreciate it if the commander-in-chief would cover for me."

Upon hearing this, a rare look of astonishment and surprise appeared in Emperor Qing's usually calm and composed eyes, which seemed to always be in control of everything.

He had assumed that Li Chengze's greatest strength in daring to challenge him today was his status as the "Bad Marshal." He never expected Li Chengze to take matters into his own hands.

But then, the surprise in Emperor Qing's eyes melted away like ice and snow, quickly transforming into an extremely intense and intriguing scrutiny.

"Oh? You want to fight me personally?" Emperor Qing's smile widened. He was extremely curious about Li Chengze's cultivation level. What made him dare to face his powerful true qi at the Great Perfection stage?

Ku He and Si Gu Jian, who were lying paralyzed in the mud and ruins, had their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"He's gone mad...he's really gone mad..." Si Gu Jian coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, staring at Li Chengze on the roof as if he were looking at a monster. He had just personally experienced the terror of Emperor Qing! That was a power that no mortal could contend with. How dare Li Chengze, a young man in his early twenties, challenge such a god-like existence?

Ku He smiled bitterly, his old face filled with despair, frustration, and self-mockery.

He looked up at the father and son facing off in the sky, and couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"This father and son of the Li family are both incredibly cunning and treacherous!" Ku He lamented inwardly. The father had pretended to be an ordinary person for over twenty years, yet he unleashed a devastating attack that crushed a Grandmaster; and the son was even more ruthless, not only secretly allying with the Bad Commander, but now, judging from his current state, his own strength had also reached an unbelievable level!

These self-proclaimed grandmasters, who considered themselves to have seen through the world's affairs and to be high above others, were like monkeys being played around in front of this father and son.

It turns out that from beginning to end, the only player in this game of the world was the Southern Qing royal family. Everyone else was just a sacrifice for the love-hate relationship between father and son!

Yuan Tiangang turned slightly to the side, took a half step back with utmost respect, and slowly extended one hand.

"Your Highness, please!"

The hoarse and cold voice, devoid of any true energy, clearly resonated throughout the entire Taiping Villa.