“Okay, okay!” The big fatty exclaimed, clapping his hands excitedly.

Zu An was speechless. This guy really is simple-minded. Even though he now considered Zu An a friend, he was blatantly willing to disregard his friend’s safety for his own amusement.

He included Shi Kun in his ire. If you’re going to drink piss, just drink it quietly. Why are you spouting so much garbage?

Shi Kun had a savage expression on his face. Not only had he failed to prank Zu An, he ended up embarrassing himself instead! How could he leave things like this?

He didn’t know why the crown prince would let Zu An go after being drenched in piss, but now that the chips had fallen in this manner, he had to adapt his strategy.

He’d improvised when the crown prince found himself drenched in piss. This was the real plan that he’d carefully prepared.

He took out some blades he’d prepared beforehand and handed them to the crown prince. These had been specially withdrawn from the Shi Clan’s treasury. They were heaven-grade weapons, the Immortal...