Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 414

Chapter 414: Karma as a B***

"You betrayed the one person who helped you," Xiang Yu said, his voice cold and devoid of emotion. "He shared everything he had with you and took great care of you. And what did you do in the end?"

The Imperial Lord reached the doorframe, grasping it weakly, attempting to pull himself up. Xiang Yu strode over, his movements slow and deliberate, and turned his father around. The Imperial Lord’s limbs went limp. He could only lie there, glaring at his son, his body trembling with impotent rage.

Xiang Yu crouched down, a devilish grin spreading across his face. "You killed him just to take his place," he said, his voice a low, menacing purr. "Wasn’t your life good before?"

The Imperial Lord, his pride wounded as deeply as his body, refused to answer. Why should he explain himself to his son?

Xiang Yu scoffed at his father’s silence. He flicked the dagger in his hand, the blade glinting in the light, and then, without warning, plunged it into the Imperial Lord’s thigh.

The Imperial Lord, a man who had endured agonizing pain on countless battlefields, cried out. This pain was different, sharper, more excruciating than anything he had ever experienced. Black spots danced before his eyes, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

Xiang Yu watched, amused, as the Imperial Lord curled on the floor, his veins throbbing, his face flushed crimson with agony. "You must be wondering why it’s so painful," Xiang Yu said, his voice laced with cruel amusement. "Well, I had to borrow something from the Marshal. And when he heard what I needed it for... he was happy to oblige."

Xiang Yu tapped the hilt of the dagger protruding from the Imperial Lord’s thigh. "You know," he said conversationally, "they used this to interrogate war prisoners and pirates. Today, I am using it on you."

The Imperial Lord glared, his forehead slick with cold sweat. Xiang Yu yanked the dagger out, and the Imperial Lord screamed a raw, animalistic sound. Before the Imperial Lord could even draw a breath, Xiang Yu plunged the dagger back into the same wound. The Imperial Lord’s world went black; foam bubbled at the corner of his mouth as he fought against the overwhelming agony.

He growled, a guttural sound of pure rage and pain. "You bastard," he rasped, his voice strained, "do you think you will escape this? The punishment for killing a member of the Imperial family... includes anyone who benefited from my crimes. That means you. And your future children."

Xiang Yu stared at him, his expression indifferent, as though his father’s words were of no consequence. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

The Imperial Lord, breathing heavily, lifted his head slightly. "You will be banished to Death Star for hard labour," he gasped. "Stripped of all your wealth. You think you’ll get out of this unscathed?"

He laughed, a chilling, desperate sound, his bloodshot eyes terrifying. "You think he will save you after everything you did to him? You humiliated him, sinking your teeth into his glands every chance you got. Which Alpha could withstand that?" Xiang Yu nodded slowly, as if in agreement.

"We are in the same boat," the Imperial Lord continued, his voice laced with venom. "As my son, you will pay the price."

Xiang Yu chuckled. "Father is right," he said. "We are in the same boat. Except... I didn’t kill anyone. I have a clean conscience."

Xiang Yu’s face hardened. He grabbed the dagger and stabbed his father again and again, but each strike, though brutal, was carefully placed. None of them were fatal. It wasn’t his place to kill the Imperial Lord, though he would have relished the act.