"Uncle, do we really have no chance left?"
In Prince Xue Xing's residence, Xue Beng's face was haggard and pale.
Ever since he learned that Xue Ye was preparing to abdicate in favor of "Xue Qinghe," he had been unable to eat or sleep.
If "Xue Qinghe" ascended the throne, would there be any chance for him to survive?
All these years of endurance, all these years of pretense, wasn't it all for the moment when "Xue Qinghe" would slip up, allowing him to seize the throne?
But now, Xue Ye was directly abdicating, planning to become the retired emperor.
How could Xue Beng accept this?
"Xue Qinghe," oh "Xue Qinghe," can't you just do something, make a mistake, and lose your position as the crown prince?
The thought was beautiful, but "Xue Qinghe" had done nothing wrong!
"Chance?"
Xue Xing looked at Xue Beng as if he were an idiot. At this point, was he still dreaming of becoming emperor?
What chance? There was no chance at all.
Even Xue Xing himself felt that "Xue Qinghe" had no issues, and he even began to wonder if he had wronged his nephew.
If even he felt this way, what about Xue Ye?
Almost all the officials in the court were loyal to "Xue Qinghe," and he even had two powerful external allies.
"Stop dreaming. You have no chance."
"If I'm not mistaken, the Emperor must have his reasons for doing this."
"By abdicating now, the ones who benefit the most are actually the two of us."
As soon as Xue Xing said this, Xue Beng felt his head spinning.
The ones who benefit the most are him and Xue Xing?
For some reason, it felt strange, as if something was off.
Seeing Xue Beng's puzzled expression, Xue Xing shook his head helplessly.
This nephew was a bit foolish...
"Think about it carefully. If Qinghe remains flawless, and when the Emperor, your father, passes away, as the crown prince, he will inherit the throne. Will there be any room for you and me to survive?"
"Even if he is willing to spare us, not hold us accountable for past schemes and plots."
"Would you truly be willing to give up the throne?"
Although Xue Beng didn't say anything, his expression betrayed him.
If Xue Ye were to pass away, how could he possibly be willing to hand over the throne?
In the end, he would drag Xue Xing into a rebellion!
"Exactly. We would eventually rebel, and then die in the suppression..."
Xue Xing sighed. He now understood Xue Ye's good intentions.
The royal family is ruthless. Everyone wants to sit on that throne, but there's only one seat.
By abdicating in favor of "Xue Qinghe," as long as Xue Ye is alive, Xue Beng and Xue Xing wouldn't dare to rebel, and "Xue Qinghe" would have no reason to kill them.
By the time Xue Ye passes away, the situation would be settled, and whether Xue Beng and Xue Xing live or die would no longer matter.
After hearing Xue Xing's words, Xue Beng finally came to his senses and understood Xue Ye's good intentions.
But he still couldn't help feeling unwilling.
"Sigh..."
Xue Beng sighed. He knew that Xue Xing would no longer support him.
At the very least, he wouldn't support him in rebelling.
Thinking about it carefully, rebellion was a dead end.
Just the crown prince's advisors alone would be enough to crush them.
Rebellion was impossible; they would be wiped out in an instant.
"Give up. Stop thinking about it."
Xue Xing patted Xue Beng's shoulder, shaking his head with a firm tone.
Whatever they did now was already too late.
"Yes, Uncle!"
Xue Beng was deeply grateful to Xue Xing. Without his support and guidance, he would have died long ago, and the grass on his grave would likely be two feet tall by now.
Suddenly, Xue Xing seemed to remember something, his eyes lighting up as he quickly said, "Some strange things have been happening recently. Don't go out of the city recklessly."
"Even within the city, it's not entirely safe."
"I have a residence next to the Zhongli Mansion. Let's move there for now."
Recent events were unknown to many commoners and even nobles, but Xue Xing was different, he was the Prince Xue Xing!
As a prince, he was the highest-ranking noble below the emperor.
He was well aware of the recent happenings.
Some monsters had been "randomly appearing" in certain areas, mostly in the wild, but what if they appeared within the city...
After all, among these monsters, there were occasionally beings as powerful as Title Douluos, or even stronger.
Staying in the prince's residence was no longer safe.
Only by staying near the Zhongli Mansion could they feel somewhat secure.
Xue Xing had purchased the residence next to the Zhongli Mansion long ago, or rather, these residences had always been his.
After all, the Dugu Mansion had been a gift from him to Dugu Bo.
Later, Dugu Bo gifted it to Zhongli, and it became the Zhongli Mansion.
It was only natural for Xue Xing to have a residence next to the Dugu Mansion.
However, he had never used it before, but now he had no choice.
"Uncle, what exactly has happened to make you act this way?"
To be honest, Xue Beng didn't have a good impression of Zhongli, especially since Zhongli was on the "Xue Qinghe's" side.
But now, they needed to seek shelter near the Zhongli Mansion...
Was it really necessary?
He was the fourth prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, and Xue Xing was an imperial prince.
Outside, their fate might be uncertain, but this was within the city!
As long as they didn't provoke the Body Sect or offend the Martial God Douluo, where couldn't they stay?
Why did they have to go under someone else's watchful eye?
Hearing this, Xue Xing sighed. This nephew's obsession ran deep.
Back then, he had failed to secure the throne and had played the fool ever since, managing to survive.
But did he really have no interest in the throne?
No, it was because he knew how to endure better than Xue Beng!
Some people were too sharp, and then they were gone.
But he was different. He had sharpened his sword for a lifetime, waiting for that one opportunity!
If the opportunity never came, he would take this secret to his grave.
After sharing the information he had obtained with Xue Beng, Xue Beng's expression changed. He felt ashamed of his earlier words.
He now understood why Xue Xing was doing this.
What did it mean to live under someone else's roof?
It was just about finding a safer place to stay.
With this in mind, Xue Beng no longer hesitated and quickly thanked Xue Xing.
Without this uncle, how many detours would he have taken?
Heaven Dou City, Zhongli Mansion.
Zhongli had been quite busy recently, and it was only in the past couple of days that he had some free time to enjoy tea and chat.
"Master, the Millelith sets have been distributed, and everyone has completed the blood-binding ritual..."
Du Bafang bowed to Zhongli, reporting on the progress.
He also had a Millelith set, and only after experiencing the power of this equipment did he realize how terrifyingly strong Zhongli truly was.
"Mmm."
Zhongli put down his teacup and acknowledged the report.
This period had been the busiest since he arrived in the Douluo Continent.
He hadn't dared to waste a single minute, managing to craft three thousand Millelith sets in a very short time.
Xianyun hadn't been idle either, busy crafting her so-called "Divine Machines."