Chapter 744: Exposing, Anger

"I know what you're going to say."

Tian Yao, clinging affectionately to the arm of Kongkong Crown Prince, smiled with contempt: "I've already told Kong Ge about my past!"

"Kong Ge said he doesn't care about my past!"

"At the Tianbo Lake, those three damned water dragons forced me—it wasn't because I was promiscuous!"

"If you want to use this against me, Kong Ge won't give you the chance!"

"That's right!" After Tian Yao spoke, Kongkong Crown Prince declared magnanimously: "That incident wasn't Tian Yao's fault—she was merely a pitiful victim!"

"I can accept her past!"

"Hehehe… He Pingsheng, how's that?"

"Now, do you still have anything to say to me?"

It must be said, Tian Yao was a clever woman; she understood men's hearts.

She wanted to cling to Kongkong Crown Prince as her patron, so she knew her shameful past couldn't be hidden forever—better to reveal it first, to appear open and honest.

So when He Pingsheng had just said he had something to tell Kongkong Crown Prince, Tian Yao assumed he meant to expose her past and ruin her reputation.

But what He Pingsheng intended to say was never that.

"Hehehe…" He Pingsheng chuckled: "Oh dear, now that you've climbed onto Kongkong Crown Prince's arm, you're just trying to incite him against me, aren't you? So he'll keep provoking me?"

"That's right!" Kongkong Crown Prince admitted willingly: "Tian Yao said she wants you dead. Funny—I want you dead too. Good thing we already have a grudge!"

"Oh, by the way…"

"Don't worry—I'll make sure you die painfully."

Kongkong Crown Prince wore a smug expression.

He Pingsheng, however, spoke calmly: "You're wrong… She does want me dead—but not by your hand."

Tian Yao trembled: "W-what are you talking about?"

"Hahahaha!" The mindless Kongkong Crown Prince roared with laughter: "He Pingsheng, what nonsense are you spouting? If not by my hand, whose hand would she use?"

He Pingsheng said: "Of course, she wants to use your father, Kongkong Demon Emperor's, hand!"

"Y-you're making things up!" Tian Yao's face turned pale; she trembled again, barely holding herself together.

He Pingsheng continued: "She's deliberately stoking your hatred toward me, so you'll kill me!"

Kongkong Crown Prince said: "I know that—but I'm willing! What's that got to do with you?"

"Are you disappointed?"

"Hahahaha…"

Kongkong Crown Prince wore a smug expression!

He Pingsheng continued: "But it has everything to do with me. If you try to kill me, I'll kill you first…"

"Then your father, Kongkong Demon Emperor, in a rage, will crush me with one slap!"

"That… is Tian Yao's scheme!"

"Hahahaha!" Kongkong Crown Prince laughed again, exaggeratedly: "Are humans really this powerful now? You dare speak of killing the Crown Prince?"

"Do you think I'm made of clay?"

"I admit Wang Dun is strong—I can't beat him!"

"But you… you trash… I could crush ten of you with one hand!"

He Pingsheng shook his head: "It seems Tian Yao never told you my true combat strength?"

"Didn't she tell you that when I was Nascent Soul, I killed her Soul Transformation aunt's projection?"

"Or that her father, a Body Integration eighth-layer cultivator, personally came to kill me—and failed?"

"And… did she tell you I went straight to Emperor Tian Jinpeng's palace, in front of her father, and beheaded ten of his Soul Transformation disciples—the strongest being Soul Transformation twelfth-layer?"

"Or that when I was still Soul Transformation fifth-layer, I killed her Soul Transformation first-layer aunt? Did she tell you that?"

Tian Yao's face grew increasingly pale.

Kongkong Crown Prince's expression grew increasingly serious.

None of these feats were within his own power.

So strong?

"Y-you're really that strong?" Kongkong Crown Prince stared at He Pingsheng, swallowing hard.

He Pingsheng sneered: "What's your status as Kongkong Crown Prince? You could easily verify any of this."

"Why would you need me to prove it true or false?"

"But… I'm curious about one thing: why didn't Tian Yao tell you any of this?"

"Was it an oversight? An omission? Or did she have ulterior motives?"

Having finished, He Pingsheng simply flicked his sleeve and walked away.

Behind him, Kongkong Crown Prince turned to Tian Yao—his gaze had changed.

From earlier affection, it had turned icy.

"It's not like that… Kong Ge, let me explain—I truly care for you… I've even given you my body…"

"Why won't you believe me?"

Tian Yao's voice was heartrending, filled with grievance.

Kongkong Crown Prince was no fool—he sneered: "I'm just not as cunning as your human kind!"

"But I'm not stupid."

"If you claim to truly care for me, then tell me—were the things He Pingsheng just said true?"

"Don't lie to me. With my current status, I can find out the truth within a month. If I ask the prodigies of Tianpeng Emperor Domain, I'll know within a day!"

"Now, Tian Yao, tell me—was he telling the truth?"

Kongkong Crown Prince's eyes fixed on Tian Yao like venomous snakes.

Tian Yao lowered her head, biting her lip: "Yes… but I believe Kong Ge is stronger—you'll surely defeat him!"

"You're the heir of the Kongkong Clan—he's just a prodigy, but even prodigies have different levels!"

"Hehehe…" Kongkong Crown Prince sneered: "Then why did you hide such vital information from me?"

"Surely… what He Pingsheng just said is true?"

"No, Kong Ge, please listen—I truly believe you're powerful enough to kill He Pingsheng!" Tian Yao nearly knelt.

"I don't strike women. You have three breaths to vanish from my sight."

"Otherwise… I'll kill you."

"Now."

"Three… two… one…"

Whoosh…

Tian Yao instantly shed her useless expression and vanished in a gust of wind.

Kongkong Crown Prince clenched his fists, his face dark with fury.

Watching Tian Yao's retreating back, he growled: "I do intend to kill He Pingsheng… but you… you dare manipulate me? Unforgivable!"

…

"Young Master, please come in!"

Zhou Qingmei, dressed in black, opened the array's gate.

She bowed her head, respectfully welcoming He Pingsheng inside.

After He Pingsheng entered, Zhou Qingmei sealed each layer of the array one by one.

He Pingsheng reached out, gripping Zhou Qingmei's slender, pale chin, and yanked it upward roughly.

Zhou Qingmei's lowered head snapped up.

"Y-Young Master…" Zhou Qingmei tensed all over, trembling uncontrollably, her face flushing crimson.

He Pingsheng gazed at her luminous face: "Today, let me become your true master."