Chapter 82 Brother A Zheng, Do You Like It?

Chapter 82: Does Brother A Zheng Like It?

Luo Yunchen spoke in a tone of pure innocence, as calmly and matter-of-factly as if discussing the way the night sky looked.

Su Zheng listened without showing any discomfort, only nodding: "If you don't mind the mess, go ahead."

Luo Yunchen paused slightly, as if he hadn't considered that question, hesitated, then asked Su Zheng: "Does Brother A Zheng find it disgusting?"

"It's tolerable. Just don't let his blood get on your skin—I don't want to see your face get dirty."

Luo Yunchen was taken aback for a moment, then broke into a grin: "Does Brother A Zheng like it?"

Su Zheng was silent for a moment, then nodded and admitted, "I do."

The smile at the corners of Luo Yunchen's mouth widened, and he couldn't help but joyfully pounce on Su Zheng, embracing him fully, exclaiming happily: "Brother A Zheng likes it, I promise I'll protect it!"

Su Zheng pushed him away: "Let go. Have you forgotten the first rule of our three-point agreement?"

Luo Yunchen nuzzled against Su Zheng, shaking his head: "Of course I haven't. There's no one else here. Oh, that one down there doesn't count—he's just a walking corpse."

Su Zheng: "..."

But Luo Yunchen still let go of Su Zheng, worried that Su Zheng would get angry and ignore him again.

Down below, Su Cheng went from confusion to shock, and then to anger and resentment.

Su Cheng shouted at Su Zheng: "You fool! A waste of two lifetimes! You think he's a good person?! I tell you, he wants to rebel! He's plotting to usurp the throne! He wants to usurp the Su clan's empire! And you, you're just a pawn he's tricked and used! Once he seizes power, what do you think will happen to you? He'll cut off your limbs and make you live like a maggot! Hah! Hahaha! You ask how I know? Because I've been through it! I've been through it! This traitor—he killed everyone who ever opposed or humiliated him! He used us to kill and build his reputation!"

Su Cheng seemed unhinged by the provocation. After shouting at Su Zheng, he turned to Luo Yunchen: "You traitor, you must remember your past life too, right?! Otherwise, you couldn't possibly outdo me at every turn! Impossible! Heaven is so unfair! So unfair! It gave me a second chance, but why let you, a traitor... Ugh!"

In a flash, Luo Yunchen flew to Su Cheng, cut out his tongue, and returned to Su Zheng's side.

Meeting Su Zheng's gaze, Luo Yunchen's eyes flickered, his body tensing for a split second before quickly regaining composure. He stood still, explaining to Su Zheng: "Brother A Zheng, he talks too much. I figured you don't need a tongue to apologize—as long as he can make sounds, it's fine. Better to cut it out and spare us his nonsense!"

Su Zheng nodded without comment, just said: "Let me see your hands."

Luo Yunchen obediently extended his hands.

Probably because he had moved fast enough, Luo Yunchen's hands were perfectly clean, not a single drop of blood on them.

Su Zheng nodded in satisfaction: "Wash your hands later."

Luo Yunchen beamed: "Got it, Brother A Zheng!"

Su Zheng turned his gaze to Su Cheng, who could only make inarticulate sounds.

Su Cheng was bound by ropes, unable even to curl up on the ground, forced to bow his head and endure the searing pain that penetrated his lungs and guts.

Once the sharp pain subsided, he raised his head again to look at Su Zheng and Luo Yunchen.

The intense pain had also brought Su Cheng back to his senses; in his eyes now, besides anger and resentment, there was mostly fear.

Su Zheng suddenly spoke to Su Cheng: "Heir Luo will never harm me. Whether it's the throne or the kingdom, if Heir Luo wants it, he only has to ask, and I'll hand it over without hesitation. He and I will never be enemies."

Upon hearing Su Zheng's words, Su Cheng's pupils dilated in shock. He seemed unable to accept that Su Zheng could say such a thing. He struggled to say something to Su Zheng, but only meaningless syllables came out.

Having confirmed that the Fifth Prince had no more tricks up his sleeve, Su Zheng had no interest in wasting more time on him.

He turned to Luo Yunchen, whose eyes had been glued to him the whole time, and said: "We don't need to hear his apology. Let's go back. Handle him however you see fit."

Luo Yunchen pursed his lips, a little disappointed that Su Zheng hadn't fully enjoyed himself. But he complied: "Then I'll do as brother says and just bury him alive."

Su Zheng didn't ask how Su Cheng was dealt with.

Their convoy stayed there for one night. The next morning, after breakfast, they continued their journey.

Luo Yunchen kept his word. When they passed a stream, he personally went into the water to spear fish for Su Zheng.

At first, Luo Yunchen's technique was still unskilled. A big fish slapped him in the face with its tail.

A sharp slap echoed, leaving Luo Yunchen dazed.

Su Zheng saw it and couldn't help but snort with laughter.

Hearing this, Luo Yunchen turned back to look at him, looking foolish.

Su Zheng then burst out laughing and fell to the ground.

Luo Yunchen narrowed his eyes, tossed the big fish onto the bank, and pounced directly on Su Zheng.

His hands, still coated with slimy fish residue, deliberately reached under Su Zheng's clothes, tickling and scratching his waist and chest.

Su Zheng tried desperately to dodge and block, but ended up covered in a sticky, itchy, smelly mess.

Su Zheng laughed until he was breathless and weak, finally forced to beg for mercy.

To wash off the fishy smell, the two finally went into an open-air bath. Su Zheng used his hands to give Luo Yunchen a thorough, long wash in the stream.

Luo Yunchen had already sent everyone far away. After washing, he carried Su Zheng directly to the fireside on the bank.

He took off Su Zheng's wet clothes, draped him in a clean robe, and carefully dried his dripping hair.

Su Zheng tugged at his hair, looked up at Luo Yunchen, and frowned: "Don't just take care of me. Change out of your wet clothes quickly, dry yourself, and put on something dry."

"It's fine. I have internal energy, so I'm not bothered by the cold. But if brother's hair isn't dried, it'll soak your clothes and make you uncomfortable."

"I'm uncomfortable even if my clothes are just a little damp. Aren't you uncomfortable soaked through like this? Come on, be good and change."

Since Su Zheng told him to be good, he had no choice but to obey. He quickly changed his clothes, then dried Su Zheng's hair and tied it up.

When the convoy passed through a wild forest, Luo Yunchen would occasionally take a stroll in the woods, picking tasty wild fruits for Su Zheng to try: "This forest is shallow, nothing good to hunt. Once we cross the mountain ahead and reach the deep woods, I'll hunt for brother."

Su Zheng suddenly recalled scenes from his past life where he fought savage beasts for a piece of meat—back then, it was a life-or-death struggle.

But now, Su Zheng felt a faint surge of excitement in his blood. He wanted to chase and kill without fear in this vibrant natural world!

Su Zheng's eyes burned with anticipation as he looked at Luo Yunchen: "Can you take me along? I want to hunt some game myself!"