Chapter 4721

Lin Kefan’s Adam’s apple bobbed as his expression shifted repeatedly.

“Hua Zhang Weng, didn’t you just say you wanted to enter the Xiao Dynasty and capture Kai?”

“Well, I’m giving you permission now. Go ahead—bring me Kai.”

Lin Kefan’s voice was calm yet laced with an unmistakable edge.

Hua Zhang Weng shuddered, forcing an awkward smile. “Fourth Prince, you must have misheard. I never said that.”

“Oh? You didn’t?” Lin Kefan’s gaze bore into him.

“Absolutely not! I swear to the heavens…” Hua Zhang Weng quickly raised his hand as if to take an oath.

“Fourth Prince, Hua Zhang Weng never said he would capture Kai,” Mo Shaying interjected.

Hua Zhang Weng let out a sigh of relief. “See? Mo Shaying can vouch for me! I definitely never said it…” Sweat beaded on his forehead.

If Lin Kefan truly ordered him to enter the Xiao Dynasty, wouldn’t he meet the same fate as that unfortunate man just moments ago—wiped out in an instant?

“But just now, Hua Zhang Weng claimed he could take on the entire Xiao Dynasty alone,” Mo Shaying said with a mischievous grin. “Why not let him go ahead and destroy it? That way, Kai will have no choice but to come out.”

Hua Zhang Weng was dumbfounded. He had thought Mo Shaying was coming to his defense, only to realize he had walked straight into a trap!

“Mo Shaying, you sure know how to twist words,” Hua Zhang Weng grumbled, his grip tightening on his cane. “I was just talking big earlier! How was I supposed to know things would turn out like this? It nearly scared me to death!”

Mo Shaying chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Old man, you were pretty confident just now.”

“Didn’t you say you could handle the Xiao Dynasty alone? So why are you acting so cowardly now?”

“That depends on the situation!” Hua Zhang Weng quickly defended himself. “I’m not afraid of death—I’m just worried that if I die, who will be left to assist the Fourth Prince?”

“Haha, so you are afraid,” Mo Shaying chuckled. “I thought you were a fearless old rogue, but it turns out you’re just an old man scared of dying!”

“Don’t think I don’t see through you, kid.” Hua Zhang Weng glared at Mo Shaying. “You’re nervous too, aren’t you? Why don’t you go and try? I doubt you could take down the Xiao Dynasty either!”

“I never claimed I could,” Mo Shaying shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “But at least I have more guts than you—I’d be willing to try!”

“Try? Are you planning to drag me into it too?” Hua Zhang Weng sneered. “Fine, if you dare to go, I’ll follow and see who gets turned to ashes first!”

“Alright then, let’s go together. I have no intention of dying alone.” Mo Shaying raised an eyebrow, a sly grin playing on his lips. “But just remember—if I get beaten to death first, don’t come crying while collecting my remains!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t cry,” Hua Zhang Weng replied seriously. “I’ll just stand there and laugh as you get flattened into a meat pie!”

“You’re hopeless, old man.” Mo Shaying shook his head, unable to hold back a laugh. “But seriously, who was that shadowy figure just now? He vanished without a trace, not even leaving a name.”

“I suggest you stop thinking about it,” Hua Zhang Weng sighed, his expression turning solemn. “The more you dwell on it, the more unsettled you’ll feel. Let’s focus on how to take Kai away first.”

With that, Hua Zhang Weng turned his attention to Lin Kefan.

Now, the problem of retrieving Kai was entirely on Lin Kefan’s shoulders—neither of them had the ability to do it.

“Why are you both looking at me?” Lin Kefan said helplessly. “I can’t enter the Xiao Dynasty either. All we can do is wait.”

“Then we wait,” Mo Shaying and Hua Zhang Weng said in unison, nodding.

Since Lin Kefan had decided to wait, they had no choice but to follow suit—there was simply no other option.