A piece of Japanese incense

Chapter 237 Cannibalism

"Here is the Whale King's order. Seeing him is like seeing His Majesty! Chu Hai is tyrannical and unjust, killing his brothers and sisters, and harming his fellow soldiers! From today onwards, he is deposed from his position as the Lord of Wangchao City!" Chu He's chest heaved violently, his gaze fixed on his father's suddenly constricted eyes, and he roared out the last sentence with all his strength:

"Your Majesty has been newly appointed—I, Chu He, am the new master! I will wield the wrathful dragon and command the seven seas!"

When the talisman came out, everyone in the room was shocked.

All the raised butcher knives froze in mid-air. The executioners' faces were filled with panic, and for a moment they didn't know whether to obey their old master or the new order.

"You bastard! Do you think you can take away everything from me with this?"

Chu Hai roared and swung his halberd towards Chu He.

The swords flashed and the fight between father and son was without any tenderness.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhi Yihe, with the support of Yu Tuan, intended to take Ting Zhu and Feng Yan and escape together, but saw Feng Yan actually lying on the ground, reaching out to grab the Whale King Order that fell to the ground.

Ting Zhu held the child and pulled Feng Yan: "Sister, don't worry about this, run away with us!"

Feng Yan knocked Ting Zhu's hand away and crawled towards the talisman.

"die--!"

With a roar, Chu He lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the sharp dagger tip on his chest.

After suffering several wounds so deep that the bone could be seen, Chu Hai finally stabbed Chu He's chest with a knife.

Blood gushed out, and Chu He fell down with reluctance and surprise.

The moment before Chu He fell to the ground, Chu Hai's hand stretched out quickly and placed it between the back of Chu He's head and the cold and hard ground!

"Heh--" Chu He's voice was very soft, with a smile: "Dad... your blood... is very dry and very old." He licked the blood remaining at the corner of his mouth.

"Crack!" A sharp sound of bone breaking was heard, making one's teeth ache.

"Ugh!" Chu He's voice was cut off in his throat. His face twisted and purple from the suffocation and excruciating pain. His eyes bulged horribly, bloodshot, as he stared at his father, who was so close. Shock, fear, resentment, and malice were all in his eyes... eventually fading into a deathly blankness. He kicked his legs in vain, his fingers twitching convulsively at his father's arm, leaving only a few feeble white marks.

Chu Hai grabbed Chu He's neck and said, "Idiot... Let me teach you a lesson..." He suddenly pulled Chu He's face closer, their noses almost touching. "The rules of the sea..."

“——It’s my decision!”

"Crack!"

There was another crisp sound.

Chu Hai's futile struggles suddenly ceased. His head drooped limply at a strange angle.

Chu Hai swung his arm violently as if he was holding a piece of tattered garbage!

"Bang!" Chu He's body was slammed hard against the wall.

Chu He slid down limply and collapsed in the corner, his broken neck tilted at an impossible angle, his empty eyes staring blankly at Zhi Yihe who was crawling beside him.

"Ah--" Zhi Yihe hugged Yutuan and Tingzhu, closed his eyes tightly, and screamed heart-wrenchingly out of control.

Chu Hai slowly raised his eyes, sweeping across every guard standing stiffly in fear in the room, passing by Zhi Yihe and others trembling in the corner, and finally, landing on Feng Yan who was holding the talisman.

He took a step forward, and the soles of his boots stepped on the sticky pool of blood, making a sticky "click, click" sound.

He walked up to Feng Yan, leaned over, stretched out the giant hand that had just strangled his son's neck, and picked Feng Yan up from the ground.