Chapter 1210: Power, Hypocrisy, Acting School

On the street of the Royal Capital, Su Xiao and Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang walked slowly. Both the man and the dog held a fruit that looked like a peach in their hands.

The man and the dog bit off a large mouthful of fruit flesh synchronously—

Su Xiao was not lightly hungry, and Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang was the same. From last night until now, Su Xiao was either fighting with people or on the way to fighting with people. He had no time to eat at all, and didn't even have time to drink a mouthful of water—

When it was ten o'clock at night, he finally finished fighting with people, but he still had no time because he had to go to a small village to dig out the mastermind—

Afterward, he handed the mastermind to the Old King. He thought he could rest for a while, but who knew he had to visit those princes or princesses immediately.

When Su Xiao finished all this, it was 3 AM. When he visited the last princess, the princess was very nervous and thought Su Xiao was looking for her to have a round.

At 3 AM, of course, no shops would be open on the street of the Royal Capital, so Su Xiao got some fruits to satisfy his hunger. It had to be said that the fruits in this world looked somewhat ugly, but the taste was not bad.

"Woof."

Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang barked, which meant: "Master, I want to eat meat."

Crunch, crunch, crunch...

Su Xiao chewed the fruit flesh in his mouth. Although the taste of this thing was not bad, with his physique, it was at most a small relief of hunger.

"Endure it first."

Su Xiao spoke vaguely, and Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang sighed.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Old King will hold a banquet in a while."

Su Xiao had been running around all night, and now he returned to the Wang Gong at 3 AM to report. If the Old King didn't express it, it would be too unreasonable. You know, after Su Xiao solved the "Little Princess Assassination Case," the Old King didn't even have a verbal commendation.

Su Xiao of course didn't hope for a verbal commendation. According to his judgment, the Old King wouldn't forget this matter.

Hearing Su Xiao's words, Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang, who was already hungry to the point of fragmented steps, was much more spirited, which meant: "Really?"

"Of course. If he doesn't hold a banquet, we will rebel against him."

Su Xiao smiled. He wasn't joking. At this kind of time, if the Old King didn't reward him, it meant the Old King had begun to suspect Su Xiao.

Once this situation appeared, Su Xiao would kill the Old King and a large group of princes and princesses before being drained of power—

When Su Xiao returned to the Wang Gong to report, the Old King didn't hold a banquet, but was taking a nap on the throne in the Council Hall—

Su Xiao looked at the Old King sitting on the throne. At this time, the Old King gave him a very strange feeling, which was that his breath was weak, and it seemed that he might die at any time.

Just when Su Xiao thought the Old King was going to kick his legs and die, the Old King's pupils opened, and that feeling of weak breath disappeared.

"Handled it? Cough, cough, cough..."

The Old King let out a dry cough, his face flushed red.

"Handled it."

Su Xiao felt that the Old King's state was very wrong.

The Old King's trembling hand took out a ceramic bottle from his arms. He poured some gray powder from the ceramic bottle onto the tiger's mouth of his left hand, and raised his left hand to his nose and mouth, taking a deep breath.

"Hoo~"

The Old King's breathing became much smoother, and his flushed face gradually recovered.

"Hard work. I originally wanted to hold a banquet for you, but I seem to be unable to hold on for too long."

The Old King waved his hand at Su Xiao, signaling Su Xiao to come forward.

Su Xiao didn't know what the Old King wanted to do now, but just now, he felt that the Old King's time was running out.

"Iron Hand, among my descendants, who do you think most highly of?"

The Old King's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. He shouldn't have rested well in the past few days.

"Great Prince."

Su Xiao knew who the Old King supported most, so he chose a relatively safe prince—

"Valentine also thinks highly of him."

The Old King smiled. The Valentine he spoke of was Executive Officer Joe Valentine.

"Heshiliet is not in the Royal Capital. Who you and Valentine support, or rather, who you are willing to assist, is who can take control of the Royal Power at the fastest speed."

The Old King turned his gaze toward the side hall of the Council Hall: "Valentine, come out."

With a creak, a wooden door was pushed open, and Chancellor Joe Valentine walked into the council chamber; this henpecked powerful official looked exhausted, likely having had little rest over the past two days.

"You and Iron Hand made the same choice."

The Old King signaled Executive Officer Joe Valentine to come forward. Joe Valentine bowed and came to the Old King.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The Old King began to cough dryly again. His hand shook, and the ceramic bottle in his hand fell to the ground. Joe Valentine

rushed forward, picked up the ceramic bottle, and poured that kind of gray powder into the Old King's hand.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

The Old King gasped.

"Used medicine once every 5 days before, now I have to use it at least 30 times a day. People are useless when they are old."

The Old King laughed dryly a few times. Joe Valentine lowered his head on the side, not daring to laugh along.

"How long can you persist?"

Su Xiao spoke. Hearing this sentence, Joe Valentine's eye corners twitched.

"I might... not be able to hold on past tonight."

The Old King gave Su Xiao a look. The meaning was very clear: as long as Joe Valentine's expression was slightly different, Su Xiao would immediately kill Joe Valentine on the spot.

"Ma... Majesty?"

Joe Valentine was struck by lightning. He looked at the Old King in astonishment. The pupils that were originally full of bloodshot eyes turned red, and tears welled up from his eye sockets—

The Old King stared at Joe Valentine's eyes. A few seconds later, the Old King felt somewhat guilty. If Joe Valentine had been slightly different before, he would have let Su Xiao get rid of Joe Valentine.

Judging from the current situation, Joe Valentine was a loyal minister. When the Old King said he couldn't hold on past tonight, Joe Valentine's eyes immediately turned red. The Old King had seen countless people, and he could see that Joe Valentine was sad from the bottom of his heart.

"Valentine, at my age, life and death are very normal things."

The Old King wanted to raise his hand to pat Joe Valentine's shoulder, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand now. The secret medicine he took three days ago was failing rapidly.

"But Majesty, you..."

Joe Valentine knelt on one knee, tears dripping on the clean marble floor. Joe Valentine recalled the past in his brain. At that time, he was 30 years old, just a subordinate of a big noble.

"This person is not bad. Although he looks ugly, he has ability. Send him to the Royal Capital."

This was what the Old King said to that big noble. At that time, Joe Valentine, who was kneeling on the ground, was somewhat panicked, but in the next ten-plus years, he was full of gratitude, grateful for the Old King's appreciation.

"I am already 65 years old, and there are so many fart things to deal with every day. My body of course can't bear it."——

The Old King was not afraid because his time was running out, but faced it calmly.

"Valentine, go call the Great Prince."

"Yes, Majesty!"

Joe Valentine wiped his tears and turned to walk toward the outside of the Council Hall. When Joe Valentine left the Council Hall, the Old King looked at Su Xiao.

"This is my choice, and it is also your choice. Although it doesn't conform to the rules, the rules are set by people."

The Old King was still in that half-dead state, but Su Xiao felt that this old lion was very wrong. ===== CHAPTER 1211 =====