Chapter 1013 - 750: Not Qualified to Stay by My Side

Chapter 1013: Chapter 750: Not Qualified to Stay by My Side

She walked out from Liu Ye’s side, marched straight up to Shen Tang, folded her arms over her chest and lifted her chin. That stunningly beautiful face was full of arrogance. "Did you hear what Your Majesty just said? Your Majesty has bestowed you to me. From now on, I am your master! Your life is mine to control. Hurry up and kneel!"

Shen Tang turned a deaf ear to her, not even glancing her way, as if she hadn’t heard a thing.

Fei Luo grew even more enraged. "Hey, did you not hear this palace speaking to you? Which Clan are you from? Who allowed you to come here? If you don’t speak, I’ll take you for a Foreign Clan spy, throw you in a cell and use every torture there is! Don’t even think about getting out alive!"

Shen Tang still didn’t make a sound.

Fei Luo was infuriated by being ignored, her voice shriller by several degrees. "I’m talking to you! Are you deaf?"

Only then did Shen Tang lift her eyelids to look at her, her tone as calm as if commenting on a pleasant day. "And who are you?"

Fei Luo’s expression twisted, and she let out a cold laugh. "I am Your Majesty’s most favored consort, the noblest young lady of the Scarlet Mermaid Clan! In the entire Sea Clan, who doesn’t know me, Fei Luo? And you, some wild brat who popped up from God knows where, think you’re fit to talk to me like this?"

A barbed whip appeared in her hand, and she snarled furiously, "I’m ordering you right now: kneel to me this instant, or don’t blame this palace for showing no mercy!"

Shen Tang’s face didn’t change. Her gaze slid past the fuming Fei Luo and landed on Liu Ye a short distance away.

Liu Ye had already gone back to lean against the soft couch, arms folded, looking every bit like he was enjoying a show.

Seeing Shen Tang look over, he even raised an eyebrow. His expression seemed to say: What’s wrong? You don’t like the welcome ceremony I arranged for you?

Shen Tang withdrew her gaze, cursing him as a lunatic in her heart.

Fei Luo saw Shen Tang still ignoring her and was completely incensed. She raised her hand high. "You bitch, you dare to ignore me? You really don’t know life from death—"

The long whip lashed toward Shen Tang, cutting through the air with force.

Shen Tang’s eyes turned cold.

Her hand moved faster than Fei Luo’s, and she seized Fei Luo’s swinging wrist in one grasp.

Fei Luo froze and struggled desperately to yank her hand back, only to discover it was clamped as if in an iron vise, not budging an inch.

Her eyes went wide. Completely unable to resist, she panicked, her face full of fear. "You bitch, let go of me, ah—"

Crack.

Shen Tang’s hand tightened, and the sound of bones breaking rang out, sharp and clear. Fei Luo let out a bloodcurdling scream, clutching her twisted, deformed arm as she collapsed to the floor, writhing in pain, tears and shrieks pouring out together.

Shen Tang released her hand and lowered her gaze to look at her, her expression indifferent. "I don’t like people provoking me. This is just a small lesson for you."

Fei Luo was in such pain she couldn’t speak; she could only roll and scream on the ground, her cries nearly loud enough to tear the palace roof off.

Liu Ye stood to the side the whole time, unmoving.

He didn’t even look at Fei Luo on the ground. His gaze remained fixed on Shen Tang.

Those deep blue eyes were fathomless and hard to read, a faint arc slowly curving at the corner of his lips, half-smile, half-mockery.

Shen Tang lifted her eyes and shot him a cold look.

This was the show Liu Ye wanted to watch.

Watching the females claw at each other over his favor, consumed with jealousy, fighting until blood was drawn and heads were broken, exposing every shred of ugliness, all played in the palm of his hand, turned into his toys for amusement.

His twisted tastes really were sick beyond belief.

He could have killed her easily, yet instead used this kind of pointless method, racking his brains just to disgust her.

Utterly childish and pathetic.

Fei Luo, face pale, crawled over from the floor in disgrace and wrapped herself around Liu Ye’s thigh. Her beautiful face was streaming with tears as she sobbed out her grievance. "Your Majesty, that bitch actually broke my arm, wuwuwu, Your Majesty must take my side!"

Liu Ye, however, was no longer the gentle, indulgent man she knew. He lowered his head and looked down at Fei Luo, his ice-blue eyes like solid Ice, making her hair stand on end in an instant, her face turning paper-white as instinctive fear made her want to shrink away.

Yet in the next second, the man’s hand clamped around her neck.

A Demon-like voice whispered low by her ear,

"You really are useless, to be bullied this badly. Seems... you’re not worthy to be my Queen."

"Nor worthy to stay by my side any longer."

With a crisp crack, Fei Luo’s neck was snapped in an instant. The light scattered from her eyes as she crumpled bonelessly to the ground, her breathing gone.