FENG YU JIU TIAN VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 3 PART 2  

　　Everything that happened today was beyond Rong w.a.n.g’s expectations, the prisoner under his solid grip had not submitted to him or s.h.i.+ver with fear whilst choking back tears.

　　Instead, the Prince’s usual eyes that avoided contact with others, suddenly locked onto his own. There was no evasion in the set of eyes that appeared alit with angry flickering flames.

　　Feng Ming pushed the aggressive and physically superior male away, his eyes glowing with indignation, threatening Rong w.a.n.g.

　　"I’m warning you, though my hands, and legs are incapable and my body is weak and aches, If you dare do anything to me, tomorrow I will…Tomorrow I…” Feng Ming’s threat was unfinished as he felt himself slip into the emptiness, his vision darkening.

　　b.a.s.t.a.r.d! I haven’t finished!

　　d.a.m.n time travel, d.a.m.n the stupid Prince that let this abuse onto this weak pathetic body. I didn’t even have a chance to finis.h.!.+ 

　　With numerous complaints and pains, Feng Ming allowed the darkness to swallow him, falling into a deep sleep.

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　　 Waking up his head was curtained with sleep, his eyes fluttered open to set upon the antique and luxurious roof above. His mind lingered there as he recalled what had actually happened.

　　It was tragic.

　　And the tragic thing was, the problem was still present and persistent.

　　Once the handsome face of the Regent King appeared hovering over his own the Feng Ming verified how incorrect his initial profiling of the Regent King was. What he discovered in this position of power was not a plump and balding old man. Instead from his estimates Rong Tian was probably around the same age as he was in his previous life.

　　The difference was the tremendous air of power that surrounded him. Rong Tian’s presence mustered up fear and made people s.h.i.+ver. Such a characteristic is befitting to play the villain on a television show right? Just the right type of handsome but sinister men…

　　"What is on His Royal Highness’s mind?" Rong w.a.n.g mocked him. This extremely contemptuous att.i.tude only proved to further demonstrate how disrespectful the man was towards the Prince.

　　Feng Ming glanced around his surrounding; his personal attendants were standing quietly at the side of the room

　　Even Chiu Lan did not intervene, no one was willingly jumping into defend their master’s mistreatment.

　　It seemed that Rong w.a.n.g was un-officially the real ruler of Xi Rei.

　　The Prince that had been raised in the palace was merely a play thing; the hara.s.sment by Rong w.a.n.g most likely forced him to take the final option, as he willingly to jump into the river, whilst unknowingly giving Feng Ming a second chance.

　　"I'm asking you." Feng Ming’s chin was suddenly tilted upwards by Rong w.a.n.g who addressed him as if he was just a lowly servant.

　　Something inside cracked Feng Ming, he was infuriated not hiding his annoyance as he whipped his head away from the Regent King’s direction.