Eliminating what he can't have... This Second Prince is far too ruthless.
Qin Feiyang said, "There's a well-known folk tale. Have you heard of it?"
"What story?" Mo Dong frowned.
"Once, there was a man who kept a dog."
"The man fed it well and took good care of it. In return, the dog was loyal and completely obedient to its master."
"But in the end, the master ordered the dog to attack a formidable enemy."
"As a result, the dog died at the hands of the one it was sent to bite," Qin Feiyang said indifferently.
"You're courting death!" Mo Dong's eyes blazed with killing intent. Qin Feiyang's words clearly implied that he, Mo Dong, was nothing more than a dog to the Second Prince.
"I haven't finished yet."
"Even at the moment of its death, the dog still hadn't understood."
"Why did its master order it to attack such a formidable enemy?"
"The truth was, its master never cared about it at all."
"And that, it would never realize," Qin Feiyang said.
