The Cruel Tyrant

7

The sharp blade piercing through Su Mu's shoulders completely provoked Su Mu's hidden violence. Just now, Su Mu planned to catch one of them live in order to find the master behind the scenes.

But now he just wanted to tear up all the people in front of him. In the dark forest, the man in black who stabbed Su Mu once again thrust his blade towards Su Mu's heart. But this time no god blessed him.

Su Mu stretched out his right hand like lightning and directly grasped the blade, pulling it towards him. The man in black lost his center of gravity, falling forward only to feel a pain in his neck, and then forever departing from this world.

Su Mu carelessly threw away the dead man in black, and turned his focus on his next target.

At that moment, even if he was a professional assassin who had experienced many battles, the man in black felt chills running down his back, and he subconsciously paused. And it was in that instant his head fell to the ground.

When Yun Feiyu arrived, having rowed the boat over, he saw Su Mu standing in a pile of corpses covered in blood, his bloodthirsty eyes causing people to feel as if they have fallen into hell.

Su Mu forced himself to restrain the surging murderous intent inside his body, trembling slightly, and stood motionless.

"Your High......" Yun Feiyu looked at Su Mu not far away, but the instant he opened his mouth he felt a chill on his neck.

Su Mu appeared in front of Yun Feiyu in the blink of an eye, hands that tremored slightly held his neck in a tight grip.

"You Highness......" Yun Feiyu couldn't breathe well and called out with difficulty.

Su Mu's hands were tremoring more and more severely, and there was an obvious struggle in his eyes. Suddenly, with a violent palm he pushed Yun Feiyu away, instantly disappearing into the forest.

After a while, loud noises continued to come from the depths of the forest, and gradually the noise became farther and farther away. When Yun Feiyu arrived, he only saw a mess, half of the mountain was destroyed by Su Mu.

Yun Feiyu, who was standing a distance away, felt his heart beat rapidly. He only knew that the Crown Prince was very powerful. He could not be stopped by even thousands of troops and battle horses, but he never expected the Crown Prince to be this powerful. He frowned and thought, maybe even the city wall wouldn't be able to stand up against such a powerful attack.

Su Mu lay curled up on the ground, and the memories he suppressed, like the flood of a bursting dam, slammed into Su Mu's mind with a splitting headache.

The six-year-old child had already started to remember things, but the memories in Su Mochi's mind was not at all beautiful.

His mother was just a low-born court lady. In order to gain prosperity and wealth she continuously climbed up using any means necessary. And when she was mistreated by the Emperor or other court concubines, she vented it out on him and the court ladies and eunuchs.

He was just an unfavored prince. When he had no protection from even his own mother, even a court lady dared to pour footwash water on him.

When Su Mochi was nine years old, his mother died from palace intrigue within the harem, and he was adopted by a concubine who had a grudge against his mother.

After that, Su Mochi lived a life that was worse than pigs and dogs. Beating and scolding was just commonplace. He had slept in the snow, kneeled over pegboards, and even ate with the dogs.

In addition to fighting for favor, women in the harem most often do when they were extremely bored was to torture people in different ways that won't even leave any visible wounds.