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Chapter 223 - 223: 164: The righteous will receive much help, while the unrighteous will receive little

The little boy riding on the shrimp was not at all moved, as he had never seen his father have any close friends who weren’t members of the Dragon Clan,

“You’re clearly just trying to deceive me. Kneel before me and beg for mercy.

Otherwise, I will order you to be beheaded!”

“Prince?”

Feng Qing’an’s eyebrows lifted in surprise, a playful smile appearing on his face. How daring of him to use this title, which truly amounts to overstepping one’s bounds. Of course, as long as it doesn’t spread outside of his own Water Mansion, there would be no repercussions. No one would bother to care.

“Your Highness, don’t talk nonsense!”

From behind the young boy, a feeble old turtle bearing a shell on its back trembled, its voice shaking in apprehension.

The old turtle was not familiar with the young boy, but he did recognize the girl standing next to him. Throughout his hundreds of years of life, he had seen her several times when surfacing from the water, and each encounter left him quivering in fear.

“You old slave, dare to speak to me like this!”

However, hearing what the old turtle had to say, the young boy sitting on the giant shrimp, with the Dragon Horn upon his head, looked at him angrily. Gripping the short spear in his hand, he ruthlessly stabbed it into the old turtle without any mercy. From the tip of the spear, a sharp white light burst forth, instantly piercing a bloody hole in the old turtle’s neck, with fresh blood gushing out.

The old turtle screamed in pain, clutching his wound as he collapsed onto the ground. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals by the old turtle’s side, along with the pearl basket-holding clam girl, couldn’t help but retreat a bit. But, no one seemed too panicked, as if getting injured was nothing extraordinary for those standing beside this young boy.

“Truly a spoiled brat who lacks discipline! ”

Seeing the old turtle on the ground, appearing to be on his last breath, Feng

Qing’an glanced at the particularly wild young boy and couldn’t help but laugh.

“However, even though I may not be a close friend of your father, I certainly am someone he trusted. If you don’t believe me, look!”

As he finished speaking, Feng Qing’an waved his hand. Chi Wen, who had yet to completely lose consciousness, was discarded from his waistband. Plunged into the massive fish-dragon remained the hilt of a white sword, conspicuous amongst its reversed scales.

“Father!”

Seeing the fish-dragon on the verge of death, the once arrogant and domineering young boy was now utterly terrified. The short spear that had just wounded the old turtle fell from his hand in fright.

“Dragon Lord has died!”

As for the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, clam girls and fish wives behind the young boy, upon the sight of the fish-dragon’s silhouette, a portion of them froze on the spot, at a loss for what to do, while the rest scattered in all directions, shouting and screaming in panic.

“Father!”

The young boy, without even caring for his weapon, leapt down from the shrimp and stumbled towards the fish-dragon, squealing and crying as he clung to its long, drooping whiskers.

At this moment, Hongxi, who was barely holding on to his breath, opened his eyes weakly, looking at his child with a gaze full of despair and helplessness. He had not anticipated such an event before setting out, and he had not made any arrangements for his wife.

“Spare my…”

“You, it’s you, you killed my father!”

After sobbing for a while, ignoring the uproar and chaos in Water Mansion behind him, his face – smeared with snot and teardrops – looked at Feng Qing’an furiously. He merged his legs together, transforming them into a huge, bloated tail covered in red scales. It resembled neither a fish nor a snake, looking bizarre and strange. [Race: Chi Wen]

[Properties: Dragon, Water] [Potential Level: Superior Lord]

[Combat Level: Medium War General]

It was clear that his bloodline was inferior to that of his father – which was normal considering that Hongxi couldn’t have found a superior Dragon Clan partner to produce offspring.

“I am going to kill you!”

The half-transformed Dragon Child yelled angrily. The formerly rosy, jade-like face was now thickly covered with fine red scales. He extended his

hand, and the fallen little spear flew into his hand. In the blink of an eye, it expanded into a full-sized weapon.

“Linter, show some manners!”

Just as the young Dragon Child was about to charge, a stream of water burst out from the chaotic Water Mansion. It transformed into a silk thread, wrapping the boy up and pulling him back into a mansion.

Feng Qing’an, who was inspecting the scene with interest, followed the action with his gaze. A seductively dressed, beautiful woman emerged from the Water Mansion with elegant waist movements. As soon as she appeared, the chaos in the Water Mansion seemed to calm down slightly, although it was still ongoing, given that the River Water Monarch was no more.

“Hongxi, is this your wife? I didn’t think you had quite the good taste; she definitely looks human-like and is pretty good-looking!”

Feng Qing’an saw right through her with one glance. It turned out she was a snake demon on the verge of transforming into a dragon. However, it wasn’t surprising that such a powerful lady was the wife of a River Water Monarch.

“In my humble appearance, I am honored to have caught the eye of the young master. Our child is simple-minded and often speaks out of turn, so please forgive any unintentional offences,”

The Snake Madam, giving a brief glance at her nearly lifeless husband, showed no signs of grief on her face. Instead, a pleasing smile appeared on her palm-sized face.

“There’s no need to talk about forgiveness and all that. As a close friend of your husband, this is my first time visiting the Water Mansion. I’m not sure where your treasury is. Could you possibly take me there?”

Feng Qing’an said with a beaming smile, getting straight to the point.

“This…

The Snake Madam hesitated; she was well aware that her life was hanging by a thread. The man before her had clearly come to plunder the treasure accumulated in the Water Mansion, which was her only hope for survival..