Chapter 1575: Chapter 695: Lan Luo Join Forces to Frame Him! Beileng’s Tragedy!
At this moment, Prince You Ming was still following the Rakshasa King in the Yun E Clan, participating in crucial affairs of the Demon Alliance.
Princely Heir Beileng thought, dealing with Lanling alone was more than enough for him, especially since Lanling was so adept at courting disaster.
After returning to Rakshasa City, Princely Heir Beileng felt it wasn’t impactful enough, and needed to escalate the matter to create a public outcry to abduct the Little Rakshasa King.
Thus, he gathered most of the second and third generation members of the Rakshasa Royal Family, and the second and third generation members of the elder families of Rakshasa City.
Although most of these people were not in power, they had tremendous influence on public opinion.
In the Human Kingdom, these young people were equivalent to royal kinsmen, in the Qing Dynasty they were equivalent to Bannermen’s offspring.
Upon hearing that Lanling was so audacious, daring to challenge the Rakshasa Royal Family, kill Princess Yudie, and kill royal family servants, they instantly exploded, and along with Princely Heir Beileng, they beat the Hellbreaking Drum.
In their eyes, the so-called Princess Yudie was nothing more than a phony, merely an adopted daughter of a distant Rakshasa Royal Family member, fundamentally just a maid of Princess Sha Yan.
To use a future Earth phrase, “Who are you to think you can bear the surname Zhao?”
To use an early Qing Dynasty phrase, “You son of a bitch part of the Han Eight Banners, not even worthy of my servant, yet you want to be the master?”
But even if Yudie was a bitch, she was our Rakshasa Royal Family’s bitch. And Lanling, just a lowly member of the Near-Human Tribe, even if you succeed in rebellion to become the Flame Demon Banner-Master, you are still a lowly Near-Human Tribe member, not even comparable to the Rakshasa Royal Family’s dog.
Now, you dare to kill the adopted daughter of our Rakshasa Royal Family, and dare to kill the servants dispatched by the royalty?
The crime is monstrous, unforgivable, annihilate nine clans, annihilate ten clans, a thousand cuts, death by a thousand cuts.
These are not enough to describe Lanling’s sins.
So, if the Rakshasa Crown Prince does not deploy troops to destroy Lanling, it would be a forfeiture of sovereignty, a stain on the dignity of the Rakshasa Royal Family.
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“Annihilate nine clans of Lanling, slaughter all bastards in Flame Demon City.”
“If Lanling is not killed, the Rakshasa Royal Family’s dignity will be wiped out.”
“If Lanling is not removed, heaven and earth will not tolerate it!”
Hundreds of the most powerful young people knelt on the ground, raised their arms and shouted passionately in front of the Little Rakshasa King.
And Princely Heir Beileng lay prostrate on the ground, kowtowing and appealing, his eyes filled with pride and coldness.
He thought this move of his was brilliant, little did he know a saying that Zhang Xuan danced the sword with intentions on Xiang Yang, or it would be more fitting.
On the surface, it was to destroy Lanling, but in fact, it was targeting the Little Rakshasa King.
Behind him stood all the Rakshasa Royal Family, the descendants of the Rakshasa clan elders, a force so overwhelming like it could cover the sky.
This force, even the noble Little Rakshasa King could not suppress.
If the Little Rakshasa King does not kill Lanling, it will cause anger, putting him opposite the entire Rakshasa Royal Family and the Rakshasa elders’ council.
And if the Little Rakshasa King kills Lanling, it would be a slap to his own face, because Lanling was the one he supported and relied on.
Princely Heir Beileng longed to know how anxious and painful the Little Rakshasa King felt inside, he immensely enjoyed the feeling of pressing the Little Rakshasa King into a corner.
From this point on, regardless of how this high and mighty Little Rakshasa King reacts, he is destined to lose.
The feeling of defeating the Little Rakshasa King is so wonderful, he was once so arrogant, so annoying, as if everyone was beneath him.
Now it seems, this Crown Prince was just like that, all he was doing before was merely posturing, and with just a small plan, Princely Heir Beileng has cornered him.
However, he was indeed overthinking it.
In Princely Heir Beileng’s view, this move was like a fatal cannon shot, bringing deadly harm to the Little Rakshasa King.
But in the eyes of the Crown Prince, this move was perhaps… not even worth a pile of shit.
He had not even spoken, and Empress Ni Shang beside him said coldly, “Beileng, are you rebelling?”
Though Ni Shang disliked Lanling, she had high political acuity, and immediately saw that Beileng’s surface attack on Lanling was actually aimed at her husband.
Princely Heir Beileng said, “Empress, it is Lanling who is rebelling. He dared to murder the Princess Yudie granted by our Rakshasa Royal Family, and skinned our Rakshasa Royal Family’s servants, which is completely trampling our Rakshasa Royal Family’s dignity. If these acts, are worse than rebellion, he should be executed with annihilation of nine clans.”
“Lanling killed Yudie?” This time, the Little Rakshasa King finally spoke.
“Yes!” Princely Heir Beileng kowtowed, “Please, Your Highness, issue an order to eradicate Lanling.”
The Little Rakshasa King said, “I cannot make judgments based on your one-sided words, someone issue an edict to Flame Demon Banner-Master Lanling, have him come to Rakshasa City, and give me an explanation, give the Rakshasa Royal Family an explanation!”
Moments later, a rider on a dark-blooded flying steed carried the Little Rakshasa King’s decree towards Flame Demon City.
And Princely Heir Beileng sneered in his heart.
To him, the Rakshasa Crown Prince was completely at the end of his resources, attempting to use delay tactics.
Unbeknownst to him, the longer this dragged on, the more intense it would ferment, and public opinion would surge increasingly.
Finally, the consequences of this outbreak would be more severe.
The Little Rakshasa King’s best course of action should have been to cut off the situation quickly and kill Lanling, even though it would be a slap to his own face, it would minimize the impact to the lowest possible extent.
At this moment, Princely Heir Beileng felt this Little Rakshasa King’s wisdom and might was just so-so.
Having this thought, Princely Heir Beileng’s face showed a little less respect,