"Switching the crown prince for a wildcat?"
A flicker of disdain crossed Chen Yi's eyes behind the black iron mask.
"That's not the right phrase to use."
"'The golden cicada shedding its shell' is more like it."
"But it's a shame I'm here. This 'golden cicada,' Asutai, won't be shedding its shell today."
It's not about being early, it's about being on time.
Now that he had stumbled upon this, he couldn't possibly let Liu Hong get what he wanted.
Chen Yi then focused his senses, scanning his surroundings while keeping his attention fixed on the situation inside the residence.
After a muffled shout in the barbarian tongue, the only sound left in the residence was Asutai's irrepressible, guttural sobbing.
"I... I won't... let you... get away with this..."
"I'll... kill you... kill..."
"Targos, Lu Liyi, Bach... I, Asutai, swear by the Barbarian God that I will kill you!"
The man who had spoken earlier replied, his tone as contemptuous as ever.
