223 The Good-For-Nothing Prince 6

"F*ckers, who could be so sinister and cruel to go so far as to poison me! If it wasn't for that b*stard, I would not have been a good-for-nothing. If I wasn't a good-for-nothing, I would not have given up on myself! In the end, I've made myself into this damned thing! If I ever find out who that b*stard is, I will f*ck his ancestors up!"

Pang Ran was mad with fury. He gritted his teeth and looked as if he wanted to swallow the other person alive. Only God knows how he had passed his days under inhumane conditions for all these years! As for the main culprit of this huge tragedy, he would definitely not let him go unpunished!

"Right, what do you think about the prophecy by the Imperial Adviser regarding my situation?" In the blink of an eye, Pang Ran suddenly recalled this matter.

"Who is the Imperial Advisor close to?"

"That would be Imperial Concubine Lin. The Imperial Adviser is Imperial Concubine Lin's older brother by birth. My eldest Imperial brother, second Imperial brother and fourth Imperial brother had all passed on early. The third Imperial brother is Imperial Concubine Lin's son and the most probable heir to the throne. The one who went to the restaurant today looking for trouble was my fifth Imperial brother."

Afraid that Gu Ruoyun would not understand the nature of their relationships, Pang Ran quickly explained everything.

Gu Ruoyun rubbed her chin in thought as she listened to Pang Ran's words, "This Imperial Adviser is not an easy target. He's most likely involved in this matter as well based on the fact that he is related to Imperial Concubine Lin and the Third Prince is his nephew."

"Damn!" The fatty was furious, "The Imperial Adviser has actually wanted to harm me? To think that I had always admired him so much! This is such a waste of my affection!"

The Imperial Adviser had foretold that Pang Ran would be a good-for-nothing and this damned fatty had even adored him like an idol! It was unimaginable to think that not only was the Emperor of Black Tortoise Country a weirdo, this fatty was the king amongst the weirdos…

She had never met such a weird person!

"Fatty, come with me." Gu Ruoyun raised her eyebrows, "If you stay here, someone will be sure to come and disturb us. We need a quiet place to help you lose weight. After three months, I will certainly get the fat off your entire body."

...

The weight loss technique that Gu Ruoyun mentioned was to, again, use a bunch of obscure medicinal herbs for the fatty to bathe in. Every day, Gu Ruoyun could hear the fatty wailing like a pig being slaughtered. However, the results were very clear. After each bath, there would be layers of yellow fat floating inside the bathtub. They had all been discharged from his pores.

Still, it was a great pity that the fatty's natural talent was not all that great. Furthermore, he was such a lazy fellow that he had only broken through to level two in the Qi Collection ranks in three months. This was only achieved after Gu Ruoyun had fed him a pile of pills.

Therefore, Gu Ruoyun gave up on the plan of helping him to cultivate.

However, in contrast to cultivation, this fatty has the talent to govern the country; this sort of skill was much more suitable for him to be the Emperor of the nation! As the Emperor, one does not need to be a skilled cultivator but one would need to have the ability to govern the people peacefully. Furthermore, Black Tortoise Country was controlled by the Xia family of Heaven City. As long as the Xia family grants their permission, one could sit securely on the throne and no one would dare to try and usurp it. The Xia family would only choose a new Emperor if the current one makes a huge mistake.

As for this fatty, he had never shown one ounce of talent because the Imperial Adviser had commented that he would be a good-for-nothing for life so he had given up on himself.

...

In the Royal Study, a figure dressed in brilliant yellow sat on the Dragon Chair as he studied the Imperial edicts on the table closely. That person occasionally furrowed his eyebrows and sighed. There were worry lines written all over his face.