Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303: Who brought me here

Xiang Yu knelt in the grand hall, his fingers deftly unbuttoning his silk shirt, ready to receive his punishment. As he did so, one of the councillors stepped forward, kowtowing deeply. "Your majesty, this this, the crown prince won’t be able to bear it. Please, have mercy."

Another councillor quickly followed suit, his voice pleading. "Yes, your majesty, please be magnanimous. His Highness is your son, after all."

The Imperial Lord’s gaze was fierce as he stared down at his son. The other councillors, who secretly loathed Xiang Yu and deemed him too weak and foolish to inherit the throne, wore expressions of feigned sadness, though inwardly, they were pleased.

Peng Xiu found herself torn. She wanted to see Xiang Yu beaten half to death, but she also wanted to take Han Xin away from him. She stepped forward, her voice smooth. "Father, brother can’t withstand this punishment. Why not bring his—" Her voice faltered as she met Han Xin’s gaze in the crowd.

Peng Xiu’s brows twitched. If she pleaded for her brother and let Han Xin get beaten, she would suffer a great loss, and her image in Han Xin’s eyes would be ruined. Quickly, she changed her words. "His steward."

The imperial Lord raised his hand, silencing everyone. The electromagnetic whip crackled ominously in the grand hall. Xiang Yu handed his shirt to a nearby palace staff member, his back exposed and ready.

The imperial Lord cracked the whip, and with an eerie buzz, it tore through the air, striking Xiang Yu’s back with brutal force. The impact was so powerful that it forced Xiang Yu forward, the whip tearing at his flesh and leaving an unsightly burn wound. The smell of burning flesh filled the grand hall, causing many to wince and turn away.

Despite the excruciating pain, Xiang Yu kept a cold expression on his face, refusing to make a sound. Those who had thought the imperial Lord would go easy on his son were taken aback by the ruthlessness displayed.

Peng Xiu watched, her emotions a tumultuous mix of satisfaction and frustration. She had wanted to see Xiang Yu suffer but now she couldn’t have Han Xin. The councillors who had pleaded for mercy now looked on in horror, realizing the true extent of the imperial Lord’s resolve.

As the electromagnetic whip fell, Han Xin, hidden in the shadows with his hood covering half his face, stared at Xiang Yu’s figure with a dark expression. Just a few hours ago, he had woken up in the medical bay, lying in the healing capsule. His first instinct was to fight, recalling his last memory. This time, he planned on truly finishing Xiang Yu, but the first person he saw was Doctor Bai, who came in to check on him.

Han Xin was confused. This was not what had happened in his past life. In his past life, after he had passed out, he had woken up in his small room at the staff quarters in the prince’s palace. He was dragged out of bed and led to the grand hall to finish the punishment. So why had things changed so drastically?

Doctor Bai had smiled happily at him, exclaiming, "You are awake! How do you feel?" Doctor Bai looked like he wanted to say something else but held back.

Han Xin had asked, "Who brought me here?" as he lifted his feet out of the healing capsule.