Chapter 1957: Chapter 1976: Plotting in Secret

Yusuf Zuck has completely parasitized Little Nine’s soul, taking over Little Nine. Of course, Little Nine is not dead; he’s just asleep. When he wakes up, he won’t know what happened before.

Parasitic means being like bacteria, completely integrating with the host, invisible to anyone in the world.

The current Little Nine is actually Yusuf Zuck.

He is riding on a giant ape, hastening along, and soon arrives outside Harmon’s mansion, where someone is already waiting.

“Master Nine, you’re finally back. The Prince has been urging several times already.” The butler of Harmon’s mansion quickly leads Yusuf Zuck into the courtyard, and it’s Yusuf’s first time at Francis Harmon’s place, but he doesn’t feel like looking around. He simply follows the butler through several corridors into the rear garden pavilion.

Inside the pavilion, there is an Eight Immortals Table, with only three people seated. One is a demon with a rosy face, another is Francis Harmon, and the last one is the enigmatic Gu Aga.

Outside the pavilion are guards from three different factions, and some are playing music, singing, and dancing. There are also several painters working on distant canvases.

When Yusuf Zuck arrives, the other eight scouts look at him oddly, as they know the empty wine situation at home and that the boss has some wine on him, so they’re puzzled.

“Little Nine, why are you so slow?” The demon sees Little Nine, then glares and scolds.

Yusuf Zuck, pretending to be Little Nine, adopts a pained expression and says, “Prince, this is already the quickest. There’s no delay.”

“And the wine? Bring it.” The demon glares at Little Nine, then turns to Gu Aga with a smile, “My beer is my unique brew, world-exclusive, unavailable to others. Today, I’ll let you have a taste.”

“The Prince’s wine must be very fresh, very fresh, hahaha.” Gu Aga laughs heartily, also looking at Little Nine.

However, at this moment, Little Nine’s face turns bitter again, “Prince, I haven’t finished speaking yet.”

“What now?” The demon annoyingly asks.

“The King stole the wine.”

“What?”

Everyone is dumbfounded. The King stole wine?

“When I went to the wine cellar, I happened to catch the King stealing wine, and I didn’t dare confront him. I could only let him take all the wine, and when the King left, he tossed me a Spirit Stone, look…” Yusuf says while tossing a Spirit Stone.

“I’m so mad, so mad. Can’t you even handle this simple task? The King steals my wine, you wouldn’t hit him? If you won’t hit him, I’ll hit you.” With that, the demon stomps off the pavilion, intending to hit Little Nine.

However, when she raises her hand, she winks at Yusuf, who winks back, both understanding each other without a word, perfectly in sync.

Yusuf knows then that the demon is not in danger, and his anxious heart finally calms down.

And the demon does slap him, but not too hard. Yusuf immediately bows his head, “I pamper you so much usually, and now you’ve frustrated me.”

Yusuf remains silent.

“Humph, dare to steal my wine, I’ll skin him. Francis Harmon, Brother Gu, dare you come back to the palace with me? Let’s keep drinking, I’m going to get my wine back.”

“Huh? Prince, I wouldn’t dare.” Francis Harmon immediately shakes his head upon hearing this. It’s one thing to visit the palace during the day, but if he goes at night and the King finds out, who knows what would happen?

“I dare, but the King won’t kill me, right?”

“He would, so come, let’s go back to the palace and drink beer.” The demon seems to be throwing a tantrum, twisting her steps as she saunters out, her nine guards promptly following.

“I’m not going, not going, don’t dare. But brother, your chance has come. I’ve created an opportunity for you. When the time comes… haha.” Francis Harmon whispers to Gu Aga.

“Don’t worry, sir. I’ll give you the other mother spirit stone after we leave the palace. I’ll go first.” Gu Aga, skillful and brave, as well as lustful to the extreme, doesn’t sense any issue. He simply thinks the Prince is having a tantrum, and tonight he’s already been piqued by the spirits. The little minx wears little, and there’s a hint of virgin fragrance. The two sit close, driving him wild. Now hearing he can visit the King’s palace, he must go. It might even be the perfect chance to control Gabriel Freeman, opportunities like this are fleeting. So, he quickly follows.

The demon gets on the cart, and Gu Aga with his people follows, the two Divine Beast carts speeding toward the west palace gate.

Of course, the nine guards are also in the cart, with Yusuf and the demon communicating using their souls.

“Did you notice anything?”

“I didn’t notice anything!”

“Then why did you have Little Nine notify me? Just take that person to bed and talk later. Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“Origin unknown, what if they kill me in bed? I’d lose everything. This person’s last name is Gu, I can’t see through them, so it reminds me of the old king. But I couldn’t get any useful intel from probing earlier. He’s a real lecher.”

“I can feel he’s losing control, very greedy, wanting to possess me.”

“I can’t tell where there’s a problem, so how should I handle it based on just a last name?”

“Heck, you’re the King. Killing one or two doesn’t matter if it’s a mistake. Mistake or not, it’s just killing. Haven’t you killed before? Why ponder right or wrong?”

“That’s true, but what if he’s really an ancient king? That wouldn’t be easy to handle!”

“So, I’ll bring him into the palace, then close the doors and deal with him.”

“Be careful, don’t get too close. Otherwise, it’ll be too late to rescue you.” Yusuf warns.

“He is quite handsome, but if he’s truly a glutton then it’s disgusting. He even boasts that his thing is a rare treasure, can grow and shrink.” The demon pouts.

Yusuf chuckles, “As I know, he’s telling the truth. I’ve seen them mate, it really can grow and shrink.”

“But yours can’t, what a pity, you’re not even as good as a glutton. Three inches, useless.”

“I…” Yusuf almost spits blood in anger.

“How about I go three hundred rounds with him? So exciting, I want to try, but afraid he’ll screw me to death.”

“He won’t screw you to death. You try, I’ll watch the adult drama.”

“Aren’t you jealous? I’m so delicate, fresh, don’t you drool?”

“Drool on your sister, can you be serious for once?”

“I realize you’ve practiced to idiocy, even women don’t interest you. Just become a monk.”

“I can’t be bothered with you. When we reach the palace, take action. But we won’t fight, I want to subdue him.”

“Feed him your essence?”

“It’s the Dew of Creation, can you not make it so vulgar?”

“The essence is similar, but afraid he’ll be alert. You’ll have to handle it yourself.”

“Just let me pour him wine.” Yusuf grins.

“Alright, I’ll help you this time.” The two finish their secret plotting.