Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Crown Prince Yu’s memories

He watched them for a moment, a fond smile playing on his lips. They still snored like hogs just like when they were five years old. He then laid out a grass mat that he found rolled underneath the bed. He lay on the ground and covered himself with a quilt. It didn’t take him long to fall asleep after that. He was so exhausted but he remained guarded.

As he drifted off to sleep the Divine Emperor got to work. His mind was filled with memories of the Xiang Yu of this world. The images played out like a vivid dream, each scene more intense than the last. It turns out Xiang Yu’s father was a puppet emperor and for years he had let the clans that brought him into this position do as they pleased. There were plenty of divisions and opposing factions, resulting in a disorganized military and plundering of wealth.

Emperor Xiang raised his sons as wastes and empty vases. Well, that was what the prime ministers saw and they even mocked the two princes in secret. What they didn’t know was that Xiang Yu was a two-faced maniac and Xiang Wei was a genius. Xiang Yu tried to keep this meek façade for a long time, but one day, at one of the vulgar parties, he lost it. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and the sound of boisterous laughter. The young masters who were drunk and arrogant, took turns mocking him. The ringleader, a particularly smug young man, sneered that he could make Crown Prince Xiang dance for him like an orangutan.

At that time Xiang Yu smirked, his eyes cold and calculating. He rose obediently, his movements smooth and unhurried. The room fell silent, the young masters watching with amused anticipation. Without warning, Xiang Yu drew a dagger from his sleeve and, in one swift motion he slit the ringleader’s throat. Blood sprayed across the room, painting the walls and floor in a gruesome tableau.

Half-clothed women screamed and fled, their cries echoing through the hall. But some women, those who had been waiting for Xiang Yu’s signal, sprang into action. With deadly precision, they turned on the remaining young masters, their blades flashing in the dim light.

The young masters’ servants rushed forward, but Xiang Yu remained calm, wiping the blood from his dagger with a cloth. The women slaughtered the servants with ruthless efficiency while the mansion was surrounded by his men.

He turned to his brother Xiang Wei, who had been waiting in the shadows and told him to send out the signal. That night chaos erupted throughout the city as all the prime ministers were attacked simultaneously. His plan had been set in motion and by the time dawn broke, he had retaken power, his enemies lying in pools of their own blood.