Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 1949: Man in Black

Long Rui flickered and appeared in front of him again, grabbing the front of his clothes, and said chillingly, "You old thing, your skill in distorting the truth is quite impressive, but your mouth isn’t as formidable as my fist."

With that, he raised his arm and viciously punched the Prime Minister in the face...

"Ah, oh!"

The Prime Minister barely had time to cry out in pain before being struck so hard that he was dizzy, spinning in circles on the spot—even before he could react, Long Rui had grabbed him again and delivered another punch...

"Ah, oh! Help, Your Majesty, help!"

The Prime Minister tried to escape, but he could never break free from Long Rui’s clutches—just one step away and he’d be pulled back.

Long Rui seemed to have gotten addicted to hitting him, unable to stop until the Prime Minister’s face was swollen like a pig’s head. Then he finally stopped, leaned in close to the Prime Minister’s face and said ominously, "Old fool, if you dare to target my wife again, next time it won’t be just a beating; I’ll rip your head off and kick it like a ball."

Beaten beyond recognition, the Prime Minister’s eyes were bloodshot as he squinted at Long Rui, the devil-like figure, and with gritted teeth said, "Long Rui... you... you..."

"What’s the matter? Not convinced?" Long Rui raised his fist again.

"Ah, woo woo... Don’t... don’t hit again... I... I submit."

Under Long Rui’s threat, the Prime Minister submitted, his entire body in such pain that he felt it falling apart, and he dared not make a sound.

"Do you still dare to bother my wife?"

"I won’t dare, not again."

"So, you admit you sent those men in black to assassinate my wife at the War Prince’s Mansion?"

"Yes... yes, I sent them."

Under immense pain, the Prime Minister confessed to everything, hoping the War Prince would quickly let him go.

However, Long Rui not only didn’t let him go but also squeezed his arm hard...

"Ouch... ouch... ouch ouch!" The Prime Minister couldn’t help crying out in pain, "Ah woo woo... Prince... What exactly do you want? You... you... don’t forget that this is Taihe Hall, and the Emperor is watching nearby! You... you... you can’t just do whatever you want."

"If you dare to provoke my wife again, I’ll finish you." Long Rui said menacingly.

"I... I already said I wouldn’t dare! Prince, how could you forget?" The Prime Minister seemed on the verge of tears but had none to shed; was the War Prince doing this on purpose?

"Hmph!" Long Rui snorted coldly and released his grip.

Suddenly, the Prime Minister collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud...

"Ouch... ouch... it hurts so much!"

Freed from Long Rui’s grasp, the Prime Minister finally dared to cry out in pain, although his voice was noticeably much softer than before.

Just now, Long Rui had deliberately aimed for his face, leaving it swollen like a pig’s head. Even though he wanted to cry out, he couldn’t open his mouth too wide as every movement tugged at the corners of his mouth, causing even more excruciating pain.

The sudden change happened too fast, and by the time the Emperor and the Civil and Military Officials regained their senses, Long Rui had already tossed the Prime Minister to the ground.

The Emperor was stunned; when he snapped out of it, he was both shocked and angered—how dare the War Prince act so boldly in his presence? This was utter disregard for him as the Emperor.

"War Prince, stop this madness."

Despite his fury, the Emperor still cared about the bigger picture, trying his best to suppress his anger.

Long Rui leisurely returned to his seat, sat down, and said, "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister doesn’t behave, so he deserved a beating. After getting a good thrashing from me, let’s see if he dares to talk nonsense in the future."

The Emperor furrowed his brows and said, "No matter what, the Prime Minister is still the Father-in-law of the Emperor, is it appropriate for the Prince to beat him like this?"

Long Rui said chillingly, "Your Majesty means that just because the Prime Minister is an Imperial Kinsmen, he can send assassins into the War Prince’s Mansion, but I can’t give him a beating?"

The Emperor’s expression turned all sorts of colorful; he wanted to get angry but didn’t dare, wanted to laugh but found it impossible at this moment... It became extremely comical.