The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

In the palace of the Rakshasa tribe, the Rakshasa King held the invitation from the Ghost Tribe, his hands trembling slightly: "The Demon Lord personally invited me... This is a great honor!"

He turned to Guiju and Gelsemium and shouted, "You two, get ready immediately! You must be respectful at this banquet and must not be disrespectful in any way!"

Guiju sat on a chair and ate fruit, not taking it seriously. "It's just a party, isn't it? What's there to be nervous about..."

Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the head by Goushi.

"Idiot!" Gouwen said coldly, "This is a feast organized by the Demon Lord himself. It is related to the situation of the entire demon world. If we are not careful, it will bring disaster to the Rakshasa clan!"

The Rakshasa King ignored the two brothers and peeled a purple crystal grape and handed it to his bastard Langdu who was sitting next to him. His tone was full of love: "My son, try this grape, it's very sweet."

Langdu was wearing a gorgeous suit with gold patterns, a jade belt on his waist, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of the arrogance of a young man. He took the grapes, glanced at the two brothers below with contempt, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Thank you, father. These grapes are indeed sweet, much better than the blood roses that my eldest brother sent yesterday. Father, I heard that my eldest brother watered and killed several spiritual plants in the garden a few days ago?"

Upon hearing this, the Rakshasa King's face instantly darkened.

He turned to look at Guiju, his eyes full of disgust: "Fool! You can't even do something as trivial as growing flowers. If I let you inherit the throne one day, the Rakshasa tribe will probably be destroyed in your hands!

Guiju was frightened and trembled all over. He stood up hurriedly, and his sleeves swept the teacup off the table. With a crisp cracking sound, he fell to his knees, his forehead touching the ground:

"Father, please calm down... I know I was wrong..."

"How can you know what's wrong?" The Rakshasa King slammed the table, "You've been crazy and stupid all day long, and you can't even speak a complete sentence. Look at your filthy appearance now, how can you be a crown prince at all!"

Gouwen suppressed his anger and spoke as calmly as possible: "Father, my brother is simple-minded and easily frightened. Please be careful when talking to him. Besides, my brother's stupidity is just the price he paid for blocking that deadly curse for you!"

"Shut up!" The Rakshasa King shouted, "Does it mean that as a father, I have to look at your face to teach my rebellious son a lesson? If your elder brother was really capable, he should have protected his head back then! Why, are you using this matter to threaten me now?"

Gouwen was not afraid at all, "Father, what are you talking about? I just said it very clearly. I just hope that you can be more tolerant of my brother for the sake of our father-son relationship."

"Humph, father-son relationship? Ridiculous! What I want is an heir who can support the Rakshasa clan, not a fool who can't even speak clearly! Although Langdu is a concubine's son, he is extremely intelligent and will definitely lead the Rakshasa clan to prosperity in the future!"

Gouwen's voice became colder and colder, "So father is determined to depose the eldest son and enthronize the youngest son? You have been saying this for a long time. Are you really not afraid of the spirit of our mother in heaven?

Moreover, my brother is the eldest son and has done nothing wrong, but you want to deprive him of his inheritance because he is mentally handicapped. If this gets out, the entire demon world will laugh at you, the Rakshasa King, for being heartless and ungrateful!"

The Rakshasa King was so angry that he was shaking all over. "How dare you use the entire demon world to threaten me? Don't forget, you are just a second son. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will punish you too!"

Langdu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, with a bit of provocation in his tone: "Second brother, what you said is wrong. Father is the leader of the clan, and everything he thinks about is for the future of the Rakshasa clan.

Although my eldest brother is kindhearted, he is not capable of shouldering such a heavy responsibility. Father's decision to depose the eldest son and enthronize the youngest son is a wise one, and he will surely be praised by the whole clan one day."

Gouwen turned to look at Langdu, his eyes like a knife: "You are smart. But don't forget, if it weren't for your brother, you would have no chance to sit here! If it weren't for your brother who risked his life to save us, our father would have died long ago, and you wouldn't have the chance to be so flattering here!"

Langdu secretly rolled his eyes at Gouwen and shrank back behind the Rakshasa King in fear, "Father, my second brother is so fierce. I really don't dare to say anything."

The Rakshasa King was so angry that he was shaking all over. "How dare you threaten me in front of me? Can you insult Wolf Poison at will?

Gouwen refused to give in, and sneered, "I dare not. I am just trying to make this smart brother realize the truth."

He suddenly approached Langdu and said, "Brother saved father and can only live like a child until now. I would like to ask you, if you lose your mind now, will father still feed you grapes with his own hands?"

King Luosha used his backhand to protect Langdu behind him, "Your brother's stupidity is his fate, what does it have to do with me? But you, you have no respect for your elders and are planning a rebellion. Today, I will discipline you on behalf of your mother!"

Guiju suddenly screamed and rushed in front of Gouwen, "Don't hit my brother! I'm stupid! It's all my fault!" He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, and blood soon seeped out of his forehead, "I am willing to give the position of crown prince to my brother Langdu! Please don't hurt me...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, the Rakshasa King kicked him on the shoulder, knocking him over the low table. "Look at how useless you are. When your mother risked her life to give birth to you and your brother, I thought I had two strong arms, but I didn't expect one to be as stupid as a pig and the other as arrogant as a tiger!"

Gouwen caught his staggering brother, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "So in the eyes of our father, we brothers are just pawns. It seems that it was my brother who was too self-righteous back then..."

Langdu hid behind the Luosha King and sneered before he could finish. "Second brother, why do you always bring up old stories to gain sympathy? What the Luosha tribe needs now is an iron-blooded hand, not a fool who can be manipulated by others."

Gelsemium was so angry that his teeth were itching, and it looked like he was going to rush over and kill Wolfsbane on the spot in the next second. The Podocarpus in his arms was trembling with fear, "Brother, don't be angry..."

Goushi took a deep breath and patted his back, looking over Luosha King's shoulder and staring straight at Langdu, "Do you know how to write the word iron and blood?

"When your elder brother was so powerful, you were still suckling at your nurse's breast! Now that your hair has barely grown, you have learned to climb up by stepping on your elder brother's back?"

While the two sides were arguing, the Rakshasa King suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of clothing flashing outside the palace door.

He turned his head suddenly and saw Su Yang like a cat stealing fish, with half of his head sticking out from behind the door, his bright eyes rolling around.

"What is that thing?" Rakshasa King pointed towards the palace door.

Podophyllum, Gelsemium elegans and Wolfsbane turned their heads at the same time. Su Yang shrank his neck because of the burning gaze and his whole body disappeared behind the door frame in an instant.

The air was stagnant for half a second, and Gouwen chuckled and shouted to the hidden figure: "Why are you hiding? Come in openly."

Su Yang moved in stiffly. He secretly glanced at the messy hall. Guiju was sitting on the ground wiping his tears.

Langdu leaned against the side of the Rakshasa King with the corner of his mouth curled up in a sneer, while the Rakshasa King's eyes were like poisoned ice cones, piercing him from head to toe.

"Father, this is Su Yang." Gouwen reached out with his long arms and pulled the tense man to his front, "My son's lover who has not yet married."