Cheng Guangde was already feeling so nervous that he heard someone outside the door howling like a mourning, and a place to vent his evil fire finally came out, and he shouted angrily: "Who is howling outside, get in!"

Several followers carried Cheng Zhengxiang and staggered in, crying while running: "Young master...my young master... you were beaten so miserably..."

Cheng Guangde's eyes were attracted by the injured man whose face was swollen like a pig's head and had a distorted face. He was a little confused. These followers followed Xiang'er, and he knew this, but who was the "monster" they carried over?

"Stop howling, why don't you follow the young master and carry irrelevant people to your home?" Cheng Guangde hadn't turned around yet. It should be said that he did not match the unlucky person who was beaten to the point of half his life with his son.

"Master, he is the young master." A follower said boldly.

"What?" Cheng Guangde immediately shivered and looked at the injured person carefully. Although his face was swollen than usual and his facial features were distorted, as long as he looked at it carefully, he could still see the shadow of Cheng Zhengxiang. The most important thing is that the clothes worn by the injured person were indeed Cheng Zhengxiang, and the logo of the Nine Gate Admiral's Mansion was embroidered on it. This is indeed his son.

Cheng Guangde felt more and more heartbroken the more he looked at it. Since Cheng Guangde was a middle-aged son, he was also very accustomed to this precious son. The entire Nine Gate Admiral Mansion treated Cheng Zhengxiang as his little ancestor. He held it in his palm for fear of falling, and he held it in his mouth for fear of melting. At this moment, he saw his beloved son who was looking at his heart with a bruised face, and blood foam was still dripping from the corners of his mouth. His whole body was soft and he had more energy and less energy. Seeing that ten percent of his life had gone, he was trembling all over, his heart was cramped, and his face was full of tears, and he let out a cry that was as good as a wounded beast: "Ah...!"

Song Xinghai stood aside and stared at the injured person suspiciously. With his eyesight, he naturally realized that this person was indeed Cheng Zhengxiang. Is there really a god? Li'er was just injured by him, and retribution came to the head of the perpetrator. Seeing him like this, he was beaten even more miserable than Li'er. It's so fucking to relieve his anger... It seems that someone has already avenged this revenge. If he knew who that person was, the Song family should definitely come to thank him...

"Who is it, who beat Xiang'er like this? I want to destroy his whole family and tear the murderer apart!" Cheng Guangde's eyes were blew fire, and a sentence popped out from his teeth.

"It was Song Li from the Prince's Mansion who did it. He beat the young master like this!" The entourage in the head cried. The reason why he was so sad was not because he was really sad. He was completely scared. If the master held accountable, they would all be unable to escape death.

"What did you say? Say it again, who did it?" Cheng Guangde seemed to hear the most incredible answer in the world, and his eyes almost opened out of his sockets.

Song Xinghai clearly said that Song Li was beaten half of his life by Xiang'er, and he was still lying at home. The follower said that Xiang'er was beaten like this by Song Li. Intuition told him that neither of these gangs seemed to be lying. Song Xinghai would not be so bored. He dared to make such a big noise. The follower did not have the courage to lie and deceive his master. Such a big thing can't be hidden. Since Song Li was beaten so hard that he could not move at home, who was the Song Li who crippled his son? Could it be that he was so damn in broad daylight? Or did the emperor have two Song Li?

"It's Song Li, Song Li of the Prince's Mansion," the leader's entourage suddenly saw Song Xinghai standing beside him. He naturally knew the prince. He pointed his hand and shouted, "Master, it's his son Song Li who committed the murder. Hurry up and don't let him run away."

"Nonsense," Song Xinghai shouted, "When I went out, Li'er was still lying on the hospital bed and unconscious. How could he recover in such a short time? A bunch of sluts, don't even think about throwing dirty water on my son!"

"Seeing so many pairs of eyes, Song Li beat someone and committed an assault, and the prince still wants to deny it?"

"If this matter is really done by the son, I will be happy and I will not have time to accept it, so how can I not admit it?" Song Xinghai snorted coldly, raised his head, and disdained to argue with these low-ranking servants.

When Cheng Guangde heard this, he almost spit out blood. You were fucking happy. It was too late for anyone to be furious. But at the same time, Cheng Guangde thought so in his heart. Even if the child causes trouble, as long as he doesn't beat someone else's child when it is too serious, even if the father doesn't like it on the surface or even get angry, he will be happy in his heart. Good thing, this is my son.

So although Cheng Guangde was so angry that he vomited blood when he heard Song Xinghai say this, he believed him. He hurriedly took out a green jade bottle from his body, pulled out the bottle plug, and the strong aroma of the pill spread. Cheng Guangde poured out a green pill, opened Cheng Zhengxiang's mouth, and put the pill into his mouth. Cheng Zhengxiang had lost consciousness and could not do the swallowing action. Cheng Guangde used special massage techniques to help him swallow the pill into his belly. This pill is a lower-grade healing pill at the earth level. Although it cannot guarantee that Cheng Zhengxiang's injuries will be fully recovered, it can at least ensure that his injuries will not worsen and his life will be worry-free.

In the Holy Lion Empire, alchemists are extremely rare, and elixirs are even more precious treasures. Cheng Guangde’s collection of healing medicines was used to save his life. If it weren’t for his son, he wouldn’t be willing to take them out. Sure enough, after Cheng Zhengxiang swallowed the pill, his complexion suddenly improved a lot. Cheng Guangde breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and asked, “Laifu, you repeat the details of the matter, what is going on.”

Lai Fu was the name of the entourage in the leader. He was very clever and told the story. Why did both sides form a gang? Yesterday, Cheng Zhengxiang and a group of young masters injured Song Li. Then today Song Li and Pang made an appointment with Cheng Zhengxiang and other young masters to go to the ring in front of Guiyan Pagoda to understand their personal grievances. First, the helper Pang Da was beaten very badly, and then Song Li fought Cheng Zhengxiang and Little Liweis alone, kicking and slapping, so he beat the young master like this.

The more Song Xinghai heard it, the more strange it became. Before he came out of his house, Li'er was still lying on the hospital bed and was half dead, so why did he suddenly get up and fight the ring? As he went to the homes of several powerful ministers in the imperial capital during this period, Song Li was sucking his son's face on the ring? When did the two of them understand so well?

"What a mess, this is impossible. Don't be fooled!" Song Xinghai looked at the entourage coldly. If it weren't for the low status of this person, it would have been worthy of his attack. He would have been hitting him on the wall and made meat pie. Even though Song Li's injury suddenly healed, with his cultivation level at the second level, he could fight Cheng Zhengxiang and Little Liweis, who were refining the fourth level of body?

"Master, the young man has never lie. Many people in the imperial capital have seen it with their own eyes. If you go out and ask someone, maybe he will know."

"Yes, Master, that's true. How dare we lie and deceive Master?" The other followers also testified one after another.

This matter is too strange. The princess of the County Prince's Mansion is an intermediate alchemist. Even if he has the means to make Song Li recover quickly, Cheng Guangde will find it difficult to believe that Song Li, the most famous deposed prince in the imperial capital, became a cultivation genius overnight and could defeat two peers of the fourth level of body refining alone. However, these followers did not seem to be lying. While hesitating, a noise came from outside the door. Before the person arrived, a loud voice had already been heard: "Song Xinghai, I know you are here, walk around, go with me to judge the lord!"

Hearing this loud voice, everyone knew that Earl Levice had arrived. Soon the group appeared in the courtyard of the Nine Gate Admiral's Mansion. Duke Levice had red eyes and several followers were following behind him. The injured person raised was very similar to Cheng Zhengxiang. His face was swollen like a pig's head, and his body was limp. It was Duke Levice's beloved son Little Levice. Behind them were the other ministers, and the sons of these ministers also participated in the battle against Song Li yesterday, so Song Xinghai also "visited" the homes of these people, fought hard, leaving a mess!

"Song Xinghai, do you think you can be lawless if you are the prince?"

"I came to the door for no reason, broke through the wall of my house, and injured the guards in the mansion. What's the difference between them and the robbers?"

"My mansion has lost four masters in the Qi Refining Stage, and they are all crippled by him!"

"You only lost four, I lost six..."

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The ministers were talking and accusing Song Xinghai of his rebellious actions. They all looked sad and angry and pulled him to the imperial court to seek justice.

"What are you quarrels? Your sons united to beat my Li'er and beat him seriously. If I, a father, can't let my son get angry, how can I stand between heaven and earth? How can I face the two of them?"

"It is clear that I went to you people's houses to kill all sides to avenge my son. Even if I go to the saint, I will not be in the wrong!" Song Xinghai's nostrils were upside down and did not take the accusations of these ministers at all. Maybe he was brave, maybe he was not in a fight with the world, but the safety of his wife and children is his bottom line. He can do not have the throne, nor the rank and title, and glory, but he must ensure that his beloved wife and children are safe and happy in the world.

If a dignified prince dares to stand up even if he is beaten and disabled by someone, he really has no face and stands between heaven and earth! As a man, he is indeed a little cautious, but as a father, he must stand up!
Chapter completed!