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Chapter 1145: 1141: Bite Off a Chunk of Chu Yifeng's Flesh



Chapter 1145: 1141: Bite Off a Chunk of Chu Yifeng's Flesh

Chapter 1145: Chapter 1141: Bite Off a Chunk of Chu Yifeng’s Flesh

“Come on then,” Chu Yifeng taunted with a devilish smile, and without further ado, he tossed the little monster right out.

As Chu Heng’s body flew through the air, his heart utterly collapsed.

“Wahhhh!!!”

He cried out loudly, and Su Yingxue’s heart trembled fiercely. Her hands, originally poised to catch the little monster, shook, failing to secure him properly, and eventually, it was Chu Yihan who leaped forward, sweeping them both into his arms and landed steadily on the ground.

“Mom! Mom… Wahhh!!”

The little monster cried loudly, his wails echoing across the skies of Song Garden.

He didn’t want the uncle anymore!

The uncle was the real monster!

Chu Yifeng stood to one side with his hands in his pockets, completely devoid of remorse for his misdeeds; instead, he looked at Su Yingxue with relief, “An empress of your standing, and yet so uncomposed. Have you not considered, with your martial arts being weak, if you couldn’t catch the child, could the emperor fail to do so?”

Chu Yihan would never stand idly by and watch his son fall to his death.

But Chu Yihan’s face was now as cold and icy as ever. He glanced at Shan Bao, whose teeth were bared to the extreme, and gave a slight nod, “Go.”

Shan Bao’s eyes immediately reddened, and with a roar, he pounced towards Chu Yifeng!

Chu Yifeng hurriedly dodged, “Chu Yihan, you’re sending a tiger after me?”

This is against the rules!

Su Yingxue was so anxious she quickly soothed the little monster, while Chu Yihan carried mother and child into the room, completely unconcerned with whether Chu Yifeng lived or died.

The combat strength of Shan Bao was something that could never be overlooked.

Under Mo Qi’s watchful eye, who even helped guide its attacks, Shan Bao suffered injuries, but managed to tear off a chunk of flesh from Chu Yifeng’s waist, leaving a blood-soaked wound.

Disgusted, Shan Bao spat out the bloodied flesh and scraped its claws against the ground, issuing a warning roar at Chu Yifeng, “Roar—”

If he dared to bully its toy again, it would surely bite his neck off!

Chu Yifeng let out a hiss of pain, “Quite the temper.”

The whole family of Chu Yihan, even their tiger, had quite the temper.

Ah Hong stood next to Chu Yifeng, looking at his gaping, bleeding wound with a hint of pity, “Master, you should get that bandaged.”

Missing a piece of flesh was not a big deal, but if it involved the internal organs, with neither Doctor Rong nor the Ghost Doctor available, there was no one else who had the skill to operate on him.

Chu Yifeng touched the wound and looked at the blood on his hand, clicking his tongue twice, “It does seem quite serious. Have those female slaves been sent over? Let them come and apply medicine on Your Highness.”

He had previously ordered Ah Hong to train some female slaves in medicine, who, he thought, could serve him like Rong Sheng did, bringing him some comfort.

In the main courtyard, Su Yingxue finally managed to soothe the little monster to sleep, his voice now hoarse from crying.

Su Yingxue felt like killing Chu Yifeng; her eyes reddened as she lashed out at Chu Yihan in anger, “Your brother, is he even human? The little monster is my child, but he’s his nephew as well! Does he really care so little about his life?”

He was just over a year old; what if he had fallen to his death? Would Chu Yifeng, that despicable man, feel no guilt?

“His nature is corrupted; without Rong Sheng these last two years, his behavior has gotten even more outrageous. Don’t bother with him; tonight, Shan Bao surely won’t let him off easy,” Chu Yihan gently patted her back to console her.

“Ao!”

Shan Bao returned with its trophy of war, its mouth covered in blood, and its pure white fur stained with numerous blood spots, looking ferociously vicious.

Seeing it like this, it was clear that Chu Yifeng hadn’t gotten away easily.

Mo Qi brought it back and commented beside it, “To report to the emperor and Your Highness, the Eighth Prince has had a piece of flesh bitten off his waist, and he has many scratches as well. It seems Shan Bao has exacted justice for the Crown Prince.”


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