2280 His Capricious Highness

"You are the captain of the Greenwood Guard, Fang Su?" Mo Lian looked coldly at the person kneeling in front of him.

"Yes!" Fang Su stiffened his spine and answered.

"You can't accept this?" Mo Lian swept him a glance and raised his hand, gesturing for the two young men in black to release their grip on him.

"I cannot!" Fang Su shouted as he struggled to get up, "This subordinate has come on the emperor's orders to request for Your Highness the Crown Prince to come back…"

"Kneel!!" Tung was going to kick Fang Su again, but Mo Lian stopped him.

"Who are We?"

Fang Su was startled. He then braced himself and answered, "You are the emperor's son, the Crown Prince of the Divine Province that His Majesty personally conferred."

"Who are you?"

"This subordinate is the captain of the Greenwood Guard, Fang Su!!"

"A mere captain of the Greenwood Guard has grossly disrespected his superior! Punish him with thirty military canes before saying anything else!"

Two young men in black walked out from beside Tung and pulled Fang Su away without another word for the flogging.

Fang Su's subordinates promptly wilted at this. They shrunk their necks and were afraid to say anything.

The crown prince was already flogging their captain. If they continued to step out of place, they definitely would not escape the misfortune of getting beaten!

After a while, the two young men in black dragged back the big blockhead after administering his 30 military canes. They threw him at Mo Lian's feet.

"Do you know why We beat you?"

"You think I'm an eyesore!!"

Tung twitched his mouth.

Mo Lian also couldn't resist snarking, "Since you don't understand, go take 30 more military canes!"

Everyone: …

After another 30 military canes, even the tough-skinned big blockhead couldn't stomach it anymore.

The two young men in black who were beating him were also sly foxes. Their strikes looked light as a feather, but each hit burst blood vessels under his skin. They were evidently black-bellied fellows who had used inner energy.

"Do you know now why We are beating you?"

Fang Su gritted his teeth and did not utter a word.

"You still don't know? Then another 30 military canes!"

Everyone: !

Your Highness the Crown Prince, you're being so capricious!

Please, not everyone has your level of intelligence!

How would Fang Su, this big blockhead, understand your meaning!

"Cough." A young man in black walked out from next to Tung. He was fair and handsome, with an indolent air about him. He couldn't look on and commented, "Your Highness, even if you give him 300 military canes, he might still not be able to understand what you mean!

"There is quite a distance between his intelligence, cough… and yours!"

This flattery was well-directed! Everybody clapped in their minds.

The crown prince's frosty expression clearly eased up somewhat.

"Third Fu, when the hell did you get back?"

"Just today." The indolent young man walked to him with a chuckle and saluted. "Your Highness, you had best be direct and straight to the point with this kind of simpleton."

Fang Su stiffened his spine and shouted loudly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince finds Fang Su an eyesore!"

The indolent young man couldn't resist facepalming. He glanced at Fang Su and said, "Wrong, wrong, totally wrong! His Highness doesn't find you an eyesore! He just finds your master an eyesore!"

Fang Su was stunned, and a hint of surprise showed on his inflexible face. "The? The? The emperor??"

"That's right! His Highness just finds the emperor an eyesore! If you had just substituted two other words in 'find me an eyesore,' His Highness might've been pleased and not beat you."