Chapter 9

“Mark Lira? The Prince of Tennis?” Nangong Du kept on repeating these ‘names’. As far as he knew, no prince of these four countries had ever been conferred the title of Prince of Tennis! “Could this guy be a spy sent by that Prince of Tennis from a barbarian country? It’s incredible that a barbarian is so skillful in martial arts that he not only managed to enter my bedroom without being noticed by my guards but kidnapped my bride as well! What’s more, it wasn’t until just now that I found out he was not Yuwen Liuxu!” Nangong Du was shocked, wondering when everyone in his mansion, including himself, had relaxed their vigilance.

“Your Highness, the water is ready!”

Two maidservants who were standing outside with water basins in their hands reported. Nangong Du woke from his trance and allowed them in. After they put the basins on the chairs, he said, waving his hand, “You may leave now. I will help Princess Liuxu dress up in person.”

“What did His Highness say? He’s going to dress the princess up in person? But why did he ask us to fetch some cold water?” The two maidservants looked at each other in surprise.

“What are you still standing here for?” Seeing them in a daze, Nangong Du roared impatiently. It seemed not only his guards were incompetent, but also his maidservants were rather stupid. This was really annoying!

The maidservants knew that their master was ill-tempered, so when they saw him lose it, they were so terrified that they couldn’t help trembling. “Your Highness, it’s our fault! It’s all our fault…” They immediately knelt on the floor and kowtowed to him.

This further infuriated Nangong Du. However, he had no time to lecture them for the moment. “Enough! Now get out of here!” he bellowed with a frown, waving impatiently again.

Miraculously exonerated, the maidservants had hardly recovered from the fright. Not daring to stay any longer, they hurried out, closing the door softly behind them as they left. Watching them leaving, Nangong Du rose to his feet, walked to the chair and held up the basin.

With a sudden clatter, he poured a basin of cold water over the head of Zixiu, who had fainted from a headache. Yes, Nangong Du meant to use the water to wake up this spy, who came for no reason from nowhere and had pretended to faint after making the weirdest self-introduction at the slightest threat!

“Bah!” Zixiu woke up under the stimulation of the chilly water. He sat up all of a sudden, hurriedly spat out the water in his mouth and wiped his ears while complaining loudly, “What the hell? Didn’t you see me here before you did that? How come you’re so reckless? Being thin and tiny doesn’t make me invisible…”

However, the next second, Zixiu suddenly saw the man, who was staring at him with a murderous look in his eyes. Only then did he remember the breathtaking scene before he passed out. “Is this psycho going to kill me?” he covered his mouth in haste and moved backward unconsciously, completely lost the courage for further complaints.

“Bro, please have mercy on me! I’m innocent, I swear! I have nothing to do with this! It all started with me falling into that perverted lady’s trap…” Then he immediately poured out what had happened to him in the past two days. But it seemed he had totally forgotten the self-introduction he had blurted out before he blacked out.

“A perverted lady?” Nangong Du sneered at Zixiu’s words, the murderous look in his eyes growing much intenser. “I’m telling nothing but the truth. I swear to the Lord!” Zixiu knew it was hard to convince him, so he went to great lengths to set his mind at ease.

“The Lord?” Nangong Du finally found a loophole in his words. “How is he related to that cartoon Prince of Tennis?” he asked sarcastically.