When different people were put in the same situation, they would do different things. Shen Yanxiao was looking forward to seeing how Sal would resolve the current crisis.
Nevertheless…
Whichever side won, it didn’t matter to Shen Yanxiao at all.
She was just here to sabotage everything!
The royal relatives stayed in Mingye’s room for a while, seizing the time to instill Sal’s rudeness into the not-so-witty brain of Mingye. After confirming that Mingye was already full of anger towards Sal, to the point of wanting to strangle him alive, the group of high undead left contentedly. When they left, they asked Mingye to have a good rest and said that they would send food to him immediately.
There was “only” Mingye left in the room. He pursed his lips; after a moment, he went to the table to sit down. He was the prince of the undead. He had been pampered since childhood; he lived a life just like the moon that all the stars cupped themselves around.
He never realized that there might be any danger around him.
Suddenly, a nimble figure sprang out from one side. The moment Mingye looked down at the map on the table, he felt a sharp pain behind his neck and fell into darkness the next second.
With a flop, Mingye weakly fell down on the floor.
The girl with a playful smile at the corner of her mouth squatted down and poked at the undead teenager who had passed out.
“Even if it were an undead, when mounted by a sneak attack, won’t they just faint all the same?” Shen Yanxiao watched the motionless Mingye lying on the ground. On her way here, she had done many experiments with Zela to make sure that her blow could temporarily knock a high undead out.
Mingye was the heir-apparent of the undead. When Xiu was locating him previously, he discovered that Mingye’s body had a mark which was likely left by his father, the Lord of the undead. Once Mingye died, the death energy that belonged to Mingye would disappear. His old man, who was in the distant Howling Abyss, would find out at the first instant that his son had been killed, and it would surely bring a lot of trouble to the Hidden Dragon Continent.
If possible, Shen Yanxiao also wanted to kill this little idiot directly. Unfortunately, killing this little moron would provoke big trouble. Balancing the pros and cons, she just decided to let the idiot off for the time being.
Though her plan to substitute a leopard cat for a prince remained unchanged, she would keep Mingye’s life for the time being.
Shen Yanxiao’s mouth evoked an evil smile. She carefully observed the appearance of Mingye, after which she raised her head and drank a bottle of grandmaster appearance-changing potion.
The next second, a crafty-looking “Prince Mingye” appeared in the room.
Shen Yanxiao bent down, pulled up the passed out Mingye, opened his mouth and poured a bottle of appearance-changing potion into his mouth. The handsome face of Mingye changed quickly. His exquisite features gradually became unsightly. Soon, the handsome young undead became a plain-looking little undead in Shen Yanxiao’s hands.
Shen Yanxiao raised her hands and cast several curse techniques on Mingye.
Later, she slapped the unconscious Mingye awake.
Mingye, who had been suddenly awoken, sat on the ground with confused eyes. Ignorant of what had happened, a dark shadow hung over him. He subconsciously looked up, only to see a handsome but smiling face full of evil.
After seeing Shen Yanxiao, this impostor, the authentic Mingye shook all over and knelt down in front of Shen Yanxiao with a thump. His pair of eyes were filled with awe. His cautious expression was like the first reaction of the low undead whenever they saw Mingye.
“Your Highness Mingye!”
