The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1133

Bisso had already guessed that this person was undoubtedly Picasso.

Upon hearing the man admit it, he instantly flew into a rage and slammed his hand on the old table.

Even the cups and saucers on the table fell to the ground.

“Picca, I, the prince, will surely kill you.”

With a wave of his hand, he ordered his men to escort the person kneeling on the ground away.

Picasso went directly to Picasso's house to settle the score.

"Picca, you despicable scoundrel, do you still want to be a coward? If you have the guts, then be one; if you don't, then admit it."

"I advise you to come out now, or I'll have your house smashed to pieces."

Picasso caused a huge scene at Picasso's house.

He had reached his limit in this matter.

Picasso knew that Pisso had come to his house and had his things smashed in his hall, so he rushed over from his study.

Upon seeing the scene in the hall, he was instantly enraged.

"Biso, who gave you the audacity to do such a thing?"

"You are simply too arrogant. I am going to tell Father Emperor about this right now."

When Picasso said he would tell his father, Piso sneered.

“Piga, you despicable person, I have long disliked you. How dare you tell Father Emperor about such a thing.”

"Tell me, why did you spread the story of what happened to me in the brothel throughout the streets? Are you happy to see me like this now?"

"Let me tell you, even if I become like this now, you still can't surpass me to become the crown prince."

Bisso was furious and immediately went to find Picasso to make things difficult for him.

Picasso, of course, understood why Picasso had come to confront him.

He reported what happened in the brothel to the palace.

It seems that Bisso already knew about this.

Picasso felt that the matter could not be hidden any longer, so he went straight to the point.

"So what if I was the one who said that? You dared to do it yourself, so why are you afraid of what others say?"

"Now everyone knows what you've done. It's entirely your own fault for being so immoral. How can you blame anyone else?"

"Even if I don't tell anyone, others will."

"If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself."

Bisso was already furious, and now that he heard Picasso say that, he was even more enraged.

He immediately raised his hand and struck.

Picasso was no pushover either.

Seeing that Bisso was hitting him, how could he allow himself to be beaten and scolded?

The two brothers started fighting again.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this state now. Everyone on the street knows about my misdeeds, and even the civil and military officials look at me strangely now."

Bisso grew angrier and angrier the more he thought about it.

The two were fighting fiercely when their men pulled them apart.

Bisso snorted coldly!

"If I had known, I would have had you beaten to death. This wouldn't have happened."