William laughed so hard that he was dizzy when he listened to Arthur's words, and his laughter seemed to come from hell, which made people shudder.

"Did you help me? You are really self-righteous. Let me tell you that without you, I can stand up with my own abilities.

Moreover, the DNA test report has confirmed the parent-child relationship between Sith and I, I am the real William.

William, who escaped, had poison on his body, which had destroyed his blood. Even if he and the Sith were identified, it would not be possible to identify that he had a father-son relationship with the Sith.

So no matter whether he runs away or comes back, I am the Sith's son, the real William, and that William is a fake.

Do you think I still need your help? Arthur, you are really naive and stupid.

But you are right. I want to thank you for saving me from the dark secret room, which really saved me some time."

William said loudly, his tone full of sarcasm.

Arthur's lips were pursed into a straight line, and his hands were clenched into fists, "William just ran away, he will be back sooner or later, you can wait to be killed by him."

He is a vengeful person. If you pretend to be him, he will cut you into pieces and prevent you from dying."

William's hand suddenly grabbed Arthur's neck, and his five fingers tightly held Arthur's neck, as if he could shatter his throat as soon as he closed his five fingers.

"The person who made me die well has not been born yet. If you think too much, the poison in his body will not be able to be eliminated. It won't take long for him to die because of the poison.

It is impossible for him to return to the palace, nor can he come back to compete with me for the throne.

Now let's get back to the point and tell me where Simba is?" William B asked.

When Arthur heard William's question, his mind roared. He didn't have to think about who betrayed him. Chuchu, this little bitch, told William everything about it.

"It was Chuchu who kidnapped your son. How did I know where she locked your son?" Thinking of Chuchu betraying him and telling William all his privacy, he was so angry that he put everything on Chuchu.

"Did Chuchu kidnapped my son? Do you think you put the matter on her and I will believe it?

I know how much Chuchu is, she doesn’t have the ability to kidnap my son yet.

Simba was you kidnapped and told me where Simba was?" William B asked.

His fingers were filled with strength and he pinched Arthur's throat.

Arthur was pinched by William's throat, and his breathing became difficult immediately. He couldn't even breathe. He only felt that his throat was about to be pinched by William.

This feeling seemed like a drowning person could not breathe. He wanted to hit William with his hands and feet, trying to kill William away.

However, the guards beside William immediately stepped forward and grabbed his arm, preventing him from resisting, and even his legs were caught by the two other guards.

His limbs could not move, and he struggled in pain, and nothing was more uncomfortable than suffocating to death like this.

The oxygen was exhausted in his body, and he was so suffocated that a layer of lilac appeared all over his body, and his face turned pale.

His eyes were staring in pain, as if he could glar his eyes out.

He whimpered, but he couldn't make any noise.

Because William pinched his throat, even his vocal cords were controlled.

These made him lose control of his body. Now even if a few guards don't pull his arms or his legs, he can't resist William.

A white light flashed through his brain, and in a flash, he felt as if he had fallen into an endless deep black hole.

William B looked at Arthur's eyes rolling upwards, and he knew that Arthur was so deficient in oxygen that he was on the verge of death.

He gave his guard a wink and told them all to let go.

The guards holding Arthur immediately let go of their hands.

William B stretched out his big hand and let go of his five fingers. Arthur seemed to be a broken sandbag, falling to the ground because he had no support.

William B's big foot stepped on Arthur's head, "Aren't you telling the truth? If you don't tell the truth, I'll kick you to death.

Anyway, I can't get information from you, you are a useless person to me."

Arthur's head was trampled by William. He had no ability to resist. He opened his mouth and sucked the air like a dehydrated fish.

The air slashed through his throat with difficulty, and the feeling seemed to be scratched by countless blades in his throat, making him so painful that he wanted to tear his throat open.

As a little air entered, his brain had some thinking ability.

Shame swept over him. He was the son of the Sith, and William was also the son of the Sith. And this fake William did not know where it became.

But he was trampled under his feet by this fake William. His eyes were rumbling around, thinking of ways.

He was unwilling to die just like this. He had fought for the throne for more than 30 years. How could he give up like this?

"I know where Simba is. I tell you, you can find him when you go there and find him, but you have to let me go for a lifetime, even if you can lock me in a prison. I just want to live." He said the words with difficulty, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, and his throat and vocal cords were scratched by William.

William sneered, "Do you think you still have the qualifications to negotiate with me?"

"I know I am not qualified to negotiate with you. But I have no threat to you. I am already in the prison and almost the same as half a dead person. You can take my life at any time.

I have any ability to resist you. You are afraid of half a dead person like me, right?" Arthur asked.

He deliberately belittled himself so that William would lose his vigilance against him.

"You are indeed half a dead person now. As long as I move my little finger, I can kill you. How could I be afraid of you?

I can promise you the conditions and let you continue to stay in the prison. Say! Where is my son?" William asked aggressively.

"Release your feet and I'll tell you," said Arthur.

He was still lying on the ground, and William's feet were still on his head, and he wanted to regain some dignity for himself.

"Do you say it or not? If you don't say it, I will kick you in the head." William said coldly.

Obviously his last little patience had been exhausted and he was no longer in the mood to talk nonsense with Arthur.

"I said. Simba is in Chuchu's secret room. If you go and look for it, you will definitely find him." Arthur said.

He simply told William the location where Simba was and asked William to go there to find Simba.

As long as he is alive, he has a way to contact the Sith. He can tell the Sith that William is now a fake William.

Since William wanted to kill him, he told the Sith that this William was fake and he did not believe that this fake William could live longer than him.
Chapter completed!