Chapter 1286 - 915: Grabbing Buttocks

"Praise? Does Zhong Xiang need your praise? You’re certainly overestimating yourself!" Faced with Chai Wenji’s warning, Zhong Xiang’s voice was full of disdain.

"Zhong Xiang, don’t think that just because your father has reached the Tenth Tier, you can dismiss the Great Victory Royal Family!" Chai Wenji’s voice was filled with icy murder intent.

"Of course, I dare not dismiss the Great Victory Royal Family, I simply dismiss you." Zhong Xiang did not conceal the contempt in his voice at all.

Chai Wenji was so angry her body trembled, glaring at Zhong Xiang speechlessly. Although she was the most favored princess of the Great Victory Royal Family, she couldn’t do as she pleased.

Zhong Xiang’s grandfather stepped into the Tenth Tier, ranking among the top great cultivators under the heavens. The Great Victory Royal Family sought to win favor rather than easily offend Zhong Wubai over a princess. If she suffers a loss before Zhong Xiang, she would have to swallow it unless she could salvage her reputation through her own means, in which case the Zhong Family couldn’t intervene.

"Zhong Xiang, you’re insolent! Do you know who you are speaking to? Quickly kneel and beg the princess for forgiveness!" Zhang Gaoqiu, the Prince Consort beside the little princess Chai Wenji, couldn’t sit still any longer. He was now thriving off the little princess’s favor, and he wouldn’t tolerate someone disgracing her.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I’ve heard you’re the brother of that dog Zhang Chen? Seeing you look decent, you’re as rude as Zhang Chen, who can’t speak properly. If you can’t talk, better say nothing at all; don’t spew nonsense. Your Zhang Family is full of shameless rascals like Zhang Chen." Seeing Zhang Gaoqiu, Zhong Xiang started hurling abuses, his words fiery as he recalled a face he couldn’t help but want to punch.

Zhang Gaoqiu was about to retort when his eyes fell behind Zhong Xiang, rendering him momentarily speechless with a subtle change in his gaze.

The little princess was also stunned, then she wore a look of amusement. Everyone coming from Jinling City knew Zhang Chen was trouble. Now someone was cursing behind his back, only to be overheard; both believed Zhang Chen wouldn’t let it slide.

When do you feel most awkward?

Anyway, right now Zhang Chen was pretty awkward!

What’s most crucial is, as he locks the Origin inside him from flowing into the larger world, sealing his Qi Mechanism, Zhong Xiang was completely unaware of his arrival.

Looking at Zhang Chen’s long, graceful figure, Zhang Chen felt his hips were so shapely they could even make women envious after having not seen this younger brother for a few years.

More importantly, for some unknown reason, Zhang Chen felt a moment of disorientation looking at Zhong Xiang, almost as if seeing a hint of Lady Biyun.

"Illusion! It must be an illusion!" Zhang Chen shook his head, dispelling the impractical thought; how could Lady Biyun reincarnate as a man?

Zhong Xiang wore a white robe, his back to Zhang Chen, launching into a tirade full of arrogance, cursing from Zhang Gaoqiu to the Zhang Family, then to Zhang Chen.

"Pa~"

Zhang Chen quietly walked up, slapped Zhong Xiang’s shapely butt with one hand, and gave it a squeeze: "Zhong Xiang, caught you badmouthing me this time, didn’t I? We haven’t met in years, and old grudges should’ve faded away by now. Yet, why are you still so vindictive, always holding grudges against me?"

Zhang Chen’s slap made Zhong Xiang shudder, hearing the familiar voice by his ear, as if struck by a Body-Stabilizing Technique, a surge of tingling heat rose from his butt.

Honestly, it’s quite embarrassing to be caught badmouthing behind someone’s back, but the embarrassment was swallowed by an indescribable sense of shame and anger the next moment.

With Zhang Chen’s slap, the entire pavilion seemed to press pause; all eyes were glued to Zhang Chen, more precisely, to Zhang Chen’s salty pig hand fondling Zhong Xiang’s behind, eyes widened in disbelief.

He actually touched Zhong Xiang’s butt!

Who doesn’t know Zhong Xiang is like a fearsome tiger of the Academy, who dares touch a tiger’s butt? Is he not afraid of death?

Who doesn’t know the Third Prince is pursuing Zhong Xiang, has already earmarked Zhong Xiang as the future consort, yet Zhang Chen openly touched Zhong Xiang’s butt, wasn’t he desecrating the consort?

Over there, Zhang Gaoqiu was also stunned by Zhang Chen’s action, gawking at Zhang Chen in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock. How did he dare! Did he just touch a young lady’s behind openly?

Unbelievable! Inconceivable!

"Let go of her!" The Third Prince immediately glared, eyes almost spitting fire, staring furiously at Zhang Chen.

Zhong Xiang seemed awakened by the shout, whipped his head towards Zhang Chen, throwing a slap towards Zhang Chen’s face, which Zhang Chen caught easily: "Look at you, four or five years have passed, yet you’re still so fiery-tempered, no change at all, but that butt is softer than before."

Zhang Chen mastered the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill, able to move mountains and fill seas with the power of his flesh. How could Zhong Xiang hope to shake that?

Zhong Xiang tried pulling his hand from Zhang Chen’s grip, yet couldn’t break free, tears welling in his eyes, cascading down his cheeks.

Seeing Zhong Xiang was actually in tears, Zhang Chen was caught off guard and quickly let go of Zhong Xiang’s wrist: "No way!"

Zhong Xiang kicked Zhang Chen in the calf and then, without a word, turned and dashed down the mountain.

"No way! It was just a little touch on the butt, wasn’t it? It’s not like I haven’t done it before!" Zhang Chen secretly muttered to himself, "Why the big reaction?"

As countless thoughts flickered in his mind, the Third Prince had already drawn a long knife from his waist and glared at Zhang Chen: "I don’t care who you are or what background you have, right now show me your hand, I’m going to cut it off."

Zhang Chen looked at the furious Third Prince, a trace of disdain in his eyes: "Who are you? You’re nothing! Who forgot to tighten their pants and let you slip out!"

Zhang Chen’s relentless ridicule instantly turned the Third Prince’s face as red as a pig’s liver. Who had ever spoken such rude and filthy words to him from childhood to adulthood?

Who dared to be so impudent to him?

The onlookers were all stunned, staring dumbfounded at Zhang Chen in sheer disbelief.

That’s the Third Prince!

So merciless, so bold?

Towards one of the three princes likely to inherit the future Crown Prince position, he didn’t leave any face at all. Today, if the Third Prince doesn’t regain his stature, what face will he have in the future to vie for the throne?

One could say today the Third Prince’s face was trampled by Zhang Chen!

The crowd was truly stunned at this moment, momentarily not knowing how to react, staring blankly at Zhang Chen and the Third Prince.

"You’re courting death!" The Third Prince’s Qi Blood surged, as he swung a knife through the air towards Zhang Chen.

Although the opponent had refined Martial Dao Qi Blood, compared to Zhang Chen who had practiced the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill, it was too far of a gap, simply heaven and earth difference.

Zhang Chen merely tilted slightly to avoid the Third Prince’s long knife, then casually kicked out, kicking the Third Prince in the calf, and a bone-crunching sound was heard, followed by the Third Prince tumbling down the steps and crashing into the railing.

"Everyone saw he was the one who struck me first, I just defended myself and broke his leg, made him taste dirt, my reaction was just justified." Zhang Chen said to the people in the pavilion.

"Zhang Chen! You’re so bold, absolutely audacious, to dare fight the Third Prince? You’ve brought great trouble to the Zhang Family!" Zhang Gaoqiu snapped out of his shock, eyes glaring at Zhang Chen, rushing to the rolling Third Prince, first helping him up.

"Defying the heavens! Really defying the heavens! You dare assault a royal prince, quite daring!" The young princess Chai Wenji glared at Zhang Chen, her words filled with fury.

"Prince?" Zhang Chen turned to look at the disheveled Third Prince Chai Wenxin, slowly furrowing his brow, then spoke righteously: "So what if he’s a prince? Can a prince randomly chop people with knives? I haven’t broken the law, nor offended him, why should he cut me?"

Zhang Chen’s heart remained calm, the feud between him and the Great Victory Royal Family had long been destined.

The most crucial thing is, he had a mortal feud with Zhang Gaoqiu, who married Chai Wenji, and Chai Wenji clearly belonged to the Third Prince’s faction, both sides were destined not to get along, becoming opponents was just a matter of time.

At this moment the academy disciples watching, all looked strangely at Zhang Chen, gathered here were the Third Prince’s supporters, everyone knew the Third Prince wanted to get close to Zhong Xiang, gathered together for the fun, seeing Zhang Chen dare to confront the Third Prince, Chai Wenji, and Zhang Gaoqiu, were momentarily unsure of Zhang Chen’s identity, hence no one stood out.

Standing out to oppose Zhang Chen now, although currying favor with the Third Prince, this guy dared to directly confront the Third Prince face-to-face, certainly not ordinary!

Everyone in the Inner Courtyard were bloodline heritage families, not fools, no one would stick their neck out for the Third Prince right now.

Moreover, Zhang Chen’s combat power was seen by everyone earlier, Zhang Chen easily kicked the Third Prince’s leg, note that the Third Prince had Imperial Palace resources, Martial Dao achievements upward of heaven, had opened Acupoints, yet still not a match to Zhang Chen, how terrifying was that?

Zhang Chen could kick and break the Third Prince’s leg, he could break everyone’s leg, shrinking away like a turtle was the best choice now, even wanting to stick up for the Third Prince, find face for him, curry favor, one must assess the situation!

"You dare offend the royal family, I’ll have my father issue an edict to execute you." Chai Wenji glared at Zhang Chen.

"Big chested and brainless, a brainless woman like you, keep away from me, not worthy to speak to me." Zhang Chen sneered at the young princess without a care.

If Zhang Chen was really that easy to kill, he would have been sent to the guillotine long ago, the moment he exposed his identity in Kyoto.