The atmosphere between the three Princes was somewhat tense.
Wen Shixuan whispered to Wen Shixi, "Second Brother, how about this: we join forces to eliminate the Third Prince's men, and then we can compete for first place between ourselves."
Wen Shixi nodded and smiled sinisterly. "Of course. First place has always been a contest between you and me. Our third brother isn't qualified to compete."
"And another thing—this time, we must ensure that Jiang Chen, the man at his side, meets a gruesome end."
"Once we get rid of him, the Third Prince will be completely crippled."
A smile spread across Wen Shixuan's face.
He then beckoned to a large man at his side.
"Zhao Tian, the man in the white robe is Jiang Chen. During the fight for the high ground, I want you to work with the Second Prince's man, Mr. Gu, and kill him."
Zhao Tian glanced over at Jiang Chen.
A cruel smile touched his lips. "Rest assured, Your Highness. I will personally cut off his head."
