Deposed Crown Prince: After three years of service on the frontier, the entire court knelt and begge

The Xie Zhi nodded.

His 'Hall of the King of Hell' is located underground.

The space to enter is extremely narrow; a person of average height can barely fit upright inside.

If you are tall, you have to bend over to enter.

The first impression it gives is one of overwhelming oppression and claustrophobia.

This Xie Zhi (a mythical beast) is truly skilled at torture; just walking into this environment is enough to make anyone break down.

Moreover, once inside, there are often some very distressing and irritating sounds.

It sounded like fingernails scratching metal, along with various sharp metallic friction sounds.

Moreover, these sounds are completely irregular.

Although I have never personally witnessed the Xie Zhi using this form of torture.

However, Xiao Ce still had some luck.

Fortunately, this xiezhi was one of his men, not one of his opponents.

Inside were even more oppressive cells, each only 1.5 meters high and just wide enough to turn around in.

It's no exaggeration to say that even a coffin would be more comfortable than this place.

Even the toughest guy wouldn't last a day locked up in this place.

Xiao Ce believed he wouldn't survive.

Seeing that Xiao Ce's expression was not good, Xie Zhi asked Xiao Ce in a low voice, "Your Highness, should we stop those sounds?"

Xiao Ce waved his hand and said, "No need, just continue as usual."

Just as they were talking, a scream came from a cell deep inside.

"My lord... I've told you everything... Please, please let me out. I submit to the King of the Northern Desert... Let me out, I'll do anything you want... even be the King of the Northern Desert's dog, I'm willing... Please... let me out."

"My lord...my lord..."

Xiao Ce didn't even need to see anyone; just hearing that voice was enough to tell him that it was filled with despair.

Led by the Xie Zhi, they arrived at the innermost cell, where two people stood at the door.

Judging from their clothes, these two should be disciples of the Xie Zhi.

When the two disciples saw Xiao Ce, they knelt down and paid their respects.

The Xie Zhi explained, "Your Highness, these two are two of my ten disciples, and also members of the Ghost's Sorrow group. Their main responsibility here is to ensure Xing Daorong's safety and to make sure he doesn't fall asleep!"

Xiao Ce's face twitched as he listened to Xie Zhi's words, thinking to himself, "You really are quite considerate!"

"Your Highness...Your Highness...Please, let me out. I can't take it anymore...I can't take it anymore...I'll do whatever you want! Or, just give me a quick death."

As he spoke, Xing Daorong in the cell shouted desperately, looking like he was about to collapse and banging his head against the wall.

As he moved, a foul stench wafted towards us...

Xiao Ce couldn't help but cover his face.

He ignored him and turned to the Xie Zhi, asking, "Will he be obedient once he's gone?"

Before Xie Zhi could answer, Xing Daorong blurted out, "Yes... Your Highness... I really can! As long as you let me leave this place... I'll even let you kill Xiao Yang... really!"

Xiao Ce couldn't help but laugh out loud at Xing Daorong's cowardly appearance.

It seems the old saying, "Seeing is believing," is truly accurate...

Xiao Ce concluded that he had been deceived by Xing Daorong entirely because of public opinion.

Rumors circulated that Xing Daorong was one of the strongest generals in Xiao Kingdom, and the most likely person to inherit the mantle of the King of Zhen, the God of War, and so on.

Hearing the rumors and seeing Xing Daorong putting on an impressive act, he was deceived.

The Xie Zhi replied to Xiao Ce, "Your Highness, if he continues to disobey, just bring him back!"

Upon hearing Xie Zhi's words, Xing Daorong felt as if he had been struck by lightning and shook his head repeatedly.

Xiao Ce listened and nodded with a smile: "Alright, bring him out."

Xing Daorong thought about finding a place to kowtow to Xiao Ce, but the small room made it impossible to even kneel.

They waited until the person with the mythical beast Xie Zhi beside them opened the door.

Xing Daorong came out and kept kowtowing to Xiao Ce, but he was covered in excrement and urine, which was truly disgusting...

Xiao Ce said to the Xie Zhi, "Clean him up first, then bring him over..."

The Xie Zhi bowed and nodded.

With that, Xiao Ce quickly left. To be honest, he didn't want to stay in this godforsaken place for even a second longer.

He didn't think much of Xing Daorong.

Faced with such methods, Xiao Ce believed he couldn't possibly be much better than that coward Xing Daorong.

After stepping outside, he felt the warm sunshine falling on him.

He took a deep breath and exclaimed, "It's so good to be back in the human world!"

As he spoke, Xiao Ce gave the Xie Zhi a thumbs-up and said, "Your name is truly fitting; that place really is a hellish place..."

The Xie Zhi bowed calmly, saying, "Thank you for your praise, Your Highness."

Xiao Ce then said to Da Lei, "Da Lei, if I lock you up, can you handle it?"

Before Da Lei could speak, Xie Zhi said, "Your Highness, we've done the tests. Captain Da Lei can last a month in a place like this!"

Xiao Ce stared wide-eyed at Da Lei: "Are you even human?"

Da Lei added, "Your Highness, these are nothing! They can be achieved through specialized training. If you're interested..."

Before Da Lei could finish speaking, Xiao Ce interrupted, "I'm not interested!"

As he spoke, Xiao Ce murmured to himself, "Such a wonderful place, I must bring my good second brother here to stay for a while!"

...

At this moment, Xiao Yang woke up, and due to the hangover from the previous night, his head felt like it was about to explode, and his throat felt like it was on fire.

Those thirteen beauties were ruthless last night, pouring that high-proof liquor down his throat like it was rice wine.

Under their flattery, Xiao Yang hadn't expected the liquor to be so strong, and he drank over three jin (approximately 1.5 kg).

He didn't die on the spot, which can be attributed to the blessings of Xiao Guo's ancestors in heaven.

"Water...water...water..."

He called out for a while, but no one paid any attention to him.

Helpless, he could only grumble as he got up: "Damn it, where is everyone? There isn't even anyone to serve me? What kind of arrangements did that good-for-nothing Xiao Ce have? Just wait until I get my hands on you!"

Because I was so thirsty, I had no choice but to get up and drink some water...

He drank several glasses of water before he finally came to his senses.

As soon as I reached the door and opened it, I saw two armored guards with swords standing there.

Seeing someone, Xiao Yang cursed, "Damn it, so there are people here... Are you all deaf? I called you, didn't you hear me?"

The armored guards stood motionless at the door, expressionless, as if they hadn't heard a thing.

Seeing that they were unmoved, Xiao Yang stepped forward and shoved them.

However, the two armored guards with swords didn't move at all, which made Xiao Yang feel a little embarrassed...

I pushed it a few more times, but it still wouldn't budge.

Xiao Yang, somewhat exasperated, pointed at the two men and cursed, "Damn it... what do you mean? Are you rebelling? Do you know who I am? I am the Second Prince! Even Xiao Ce has to fawn over me. You two bastards, how dare you ignore me..."

As he was about to walk out, two armored guards with swords drew their blades and stopped him.

Xiao Yang looked on incredulously: "Oh my god, what are you doing? What do you want to do? Rebel? You dare to lay a knife on me? Believe me, I'll have someone come and chop you two dogs into pieces and mince your whole family into mincemeat!"

The two armored guards, still holding their swords, remained oblivious to Xiao Yang's threat and instead drew their swords.

"Ninth Master has ordered that, Second Prince, you are not allowed to step out of this room... or your legs will be cut off!"

Upon seeing the two armored soldiers with swords, Xiao Yang, who had been stubborn, was startled.

He then instinctively took two steps back.

"Ninth Master? Which Ninth Master? What the hell is Xiao Ce? Do you even know who Xiao Ce is? He's your Northern Desert King, and he's just a dog by my side! What kind of bullshit Ninth Master is he!"

"Help! Help!"

Xiao Yang's words were very harsh, but his body remained obediently standing in the room.

"Second brother, you're really something else! When did I become your dog? How would I know?"

Xiao Ce then walked out from one side at a leisurely pace.

Upon seeing Xiao Ce, Xiao Yang immediately felt emboldened: "Damn it? Xiao Ce, are you trying to rebel? Who are these bastards? Drag them away and chop them into pieces! And that damn Ninth Master, who is he?! Daring to imprison this prince, drag out his entire clan and behead them!"

"And you, kneel down and kowtow to apologize right now. I'll spare your life... Damn it... I was starting to have a better opinion of you, but you're a scoundrel who can't change his ways..."

Xiao Yang cursed angrily, spittle flying everywhere.

Xiao Ce stood to one side, with an expression as if he were watching a monkey.

"What the hell are you standing there for? Are you scared out of your wits? Go chop those two dogs up! Now you're scared? Didn't you know what to do when you were giving these orders? Don't you have a brain?"

The way Xiao Yang was barking at this moment looked exactly like a dog locked in a cage.

He only dared to bark inside the house, but dared not step out of the house.

"What are you standing there for? You good-for-nothing, have you been sidelined by that Ninth Master guy... useless piece of trash... If you're scared, go and get Xing Daorong..."

Xiao Ce looked at Xiao Yang meaningfully and said, "Alright..."

He then looked at Xiao Jiu beside him and said, "Ninth Master, go and invite Xing Daorong here..."

Xiao Jiu bowed slightly, a hint of embarrassment in her voice: "Your Highness, please don't tease me..."

Xiao Yang heard it clearly, and his face became even more furious: "Xiao Ce, you piece of trash... what do you mean? That dog next to you is Ninth Master? What does that mean? Does it mean you've imprisoned me?"

"You're dead! You're dead! If you've got the guts, bring Xing Daorong to me!"

Xiao Yang was so angry that he spun around in place like a top.

He had a grand chair brought over and sat down directly opposite Xiao Yang, looking at him with a mocking expression.

"Didn't I already invite Xing Daorong over for you? I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry..."

Upon hearing Xiao Ce's words, Xiao Yang's expression immediately turned extremely ugly. He was foolish, but not stupid, and he vaguely guessed what was going on!