Chapter 367: The Little Prince's Uncle

Levi Di stared blankly at his uncle Beverley, his expression utterly vacant as if he couldn't comprehend why his uncle, who usually adored him the most, would force him to kneel at such a moment.

And for the person who had bullied him!

His knee slammed into the ground, and intense pain shot through his nerves, contorting Levi Di's face with agony.

"Ah!"

"Uncle! How could you..."

His words were not yet finished when, upon seeing Beverley's cold and stern face, his voice halted abruptly, not daring to continue speaking.

Beverley was tall and burly, dressed in a grey suit that looked expensive just from its smooth, glossy fabric tightly fitting his body, hinting at the taut muscles underneath.

He turned his head, his gaze falling onto Tong Tong.

Beverley was no pampered royal; he exuded a murderous aura, and when he looked at someone with his empty gaze, it felt as though a terrifying lion had set its sights on you, ready to make you its prey.