Great Tang’s God-level brat
45 In the end, he was still a prince of the Great Tang.

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After receiving two slaps from Li Ke, Wang Chaoran was not a fool. How could he not know what was going on?

Then, his face turned purple as he roared,"Are you playing with me again?"

Li Ke crossed his arms in front of his chest and snorted." You can actually be played twice. Moreover, you were played by such a small child like me. If I were you, I would have been too ashamed to see anyone. You still have the courage to shout here. Your skin is really thick."”

"Bastard!"

Facing Li Ke's ridicule, Wang Chaoran pretended to stand up.

However, Zhou Zheng pressed him down firmly, making him unable to move at all. He could only stare at Li Ke like this.

He was slapped a few times by Li Ke, and then played by Li Ke like a fool.

This made Wang Chaoran furious.

Ding!"Congratulations to the host for successfully provoking Wang Chaoran and inciting his anger. The host is rewarded with 0.5 to each of his basic attributes and 1000 provocation points.”

Feeling the warmth circulating in his body, Li Ke's face already had a comfortable feeling to the extreme.

However, in Wang Chaoran's eyes, Li Ke's appearance made the anger in Wang Chaoran's eyes even more intense.

A moment later, when the warmth in his body gradually dissipated, Li Ke casually raised his eyes and swept his gaze across Wang Chaoran.

Then, he said indifferently,"Break a leg and throw it out."”

His voice was cold and domineering.

Hearing this, the people from Wenxuan Court were shocked.

One had to know that although Li Ke was toying with Wang Chaoran now, and even slapped Wang Chaoran a few times.

However, it was still a flesh wound. The most important thing was to save face.

However, if he broke one of Wang Chaoran's legs, then it would not be a matter of face. It was likely that both parties would really take revenge.

Even Wang Chaoran's father, the current Minister of Rites, Wang Qiming, would not let this matter rest.

Even someone like Cheng Yaojin had to think about the anger of a third-grade official.

Cheng Chusi suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Isn't it a little too much to break a leg?”

Hearing this, Li Ke glanced at Cheng Chusi and softly said,"Shouldn't I?"

His voice was calm, but it carried a certain certainty.

Cheng Chusi paused for a moment and didn't say anything.

In response, Li Ke turned his gaze back to Wang Chaoran with an indifferent expression.

Previously, Li Ke had provoked and dealt with others many times, but Li Ke had mostly completed his mission. In addition, those people had not made any big mistakes, so Li Ke had stopped every time and did not go too far.

But today was different.

This Wang Chaoran had taken the initiative to provoke him. Moreover, Fang Yan was the one who wanted him to kneel in the beginning.

Li Ke was still a prince of the Great Tang. When had the son of a mere official ever dared to act so presumptuously in front of him?

Therefore, when they heard what Li Ke said, not to mention the others, even Wang Chaoran instantly fell silent.

A hint of panic had already quietly surfaced in his eyes.

"How dare you! My father is the current Minister of Rites. If you dare to break my legs, I can guarantee that you will definitely spend the rest of your life in prison.”

In response, Li Ke merely curled his lips slightly. He glanced at Wang Chao in disdain and waved his hand indifferently.

Zhou Zheng, who had been suppressing Wang Chaoran earlier, had already raised his right leg and kicked Wang Chaoran's knee.

"Kacha!"

In the next moment, the sound of bones cracking echoed clearly in the entire Wenxuan Court.

Everyone fell silent. Only Wang Chaoran let out a miserable scream. His face turned pale and he fell to the ground, trembling violently. He looked like he was in extreme pain.

When Wang Chaoran's friends saw Wang Chaoran lying on the ground, hugging his right leg and trembling, they all shivered.

He could not help but take a few steps back to increase the distance between them.

When he looked at Li Ke, his eyes were filled with shock and fear.

Even Wang Chaoran dared to break one of his legs, even though they expected Li Ke to suffer the Wang Clan's revenge.

However, that was a matter for the future. If they did not know what was good for them and provoked Li Ke now, Li Ke would also break their legs.

That would be a crying situation.

Looking at Wang Chaoran who was howling on the ground, Li Ke could not help but shake his head.

This Wenxuan Pavilion was not bad. Originally, Li Ke wanted to follow the flow of water and trigger a few missions every few days. However, he did not expect Wang Chaoran to challenge the bottom line of the prince, Wang Chao.

He was afraid that in the future, even if Li Ke came to Wenxuan Pavilion, no one would dare to provoke him again.

Just as Zhou Zheng slowly walked back behind Li Ke, suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside.

As his gaze shifted to the door, Li Ke saw a group of soldiers rushing into Wenxuan Court.

Behind these soldiers, there was a general who looked a little shrewd.

Standing beside this general was Fan Jian from the Changsheng Casino.

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