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Chapter 5129: 5.0881 Who's Trapping Whom?

The little monk countered with an expressionless eight-character phrase, "Knowing yet asking! Superfluous."

How could this slovenly old man in the water dungeon not have investigated his identity? Otherwise, how would he know that he was his grandson? At this point, to still feign ignorance and ask his name, wasn't that precisely "knowing yet asking"?

Everyone: ...

This little rascal spoke logically, and always liked to blurt out four-character phrases. He had an innocent, adorable face, yet insisted on putting on the air of a lecturing little adult.

King Duoluo was so angered by him that he felt utterly depressed. How could this child's words be so infuriating? If he weren't currently imprisoned and unable to move, he'd truly want to drag him over and give him a good beating. He was his grandfather! This child must have been led astray by that old bald thief Kongyin, or perhaps had learned bad habits from constantly being around the eccentric and aloof little Crown Princess. Otherwise, how could he have learned such a sharp tongue and a habit of immediately rebutting people?

Qiao Mu glanced at him, impatiently asking, "Did you call us here just for this kind of thing?"

King Duoluo was momentarily speechless. These people weren't following his script at all. How could he possibly continue chatting happily with them?

"Then there's no need to talk anymore."

King Duoluo's entire face was dark. "Crown Princess, you'd best think clearly before you speak!"

The little Crown Princess squinted at him, a hint of mockery on her face. "Xiaoye."

"Xiaoye is here."

"You explain to him clearly how a prisoner should behave."

"Yes!" Xiaoye cupped his hands, then quickly stepped forward to the water dungeon cage. He suddenly whipped out a thick iron chain and immediately snared King Duoluo's neck.

King Duoluo had already been on guard, but he was confined within the cage, and the space was so limited that he had nowhere to hide. After his neck was locked by the iron chain, he involuntarily slid forward with the chain, splat, pressing tightly against the cage.

The water dungeon cage was specially constructed. Once someone inside the cage pressed against it, it would arbitrarily emit gurgling currents. Previously, when King Duoluo hit the cage, he only felt a burning pain from the current on his hand. Now, however, his entire body was pressed against the cage, from top to bottom, from his torso to his limbs, all enduring the torment of the burning current.

King Duoluo, who had intended to endure it, instantly let out a miserable howl.

The little Crown Princess, meanwhile, looked at the old man with an impassive expression, continuing coldly, "Don't say that we, husband and wife, don't respect the old and cherish the young. A person like you truly doesn't deserve it!"

An old man who could treat his own children and grandchildren as tools for his ambition—what face did he have to be called an elder? In his heart, perhaps there was nothing but scheming. Like a person such as Long Qian, she also didn't deserve anyone's respect and love.

Qiao Mu's face was stern. She dropped this sentence, then turned and picked up the little monk, walking away.

"You come back!" King Duoluo stared at Qiao Mu's back and shouted sharply, "No! You two come back!"

Could this be his only fate in this life? To be imprisoned in this dark, sunless water dungeon, spending the rest of his days in endless dread? No, he was King Duoluo, the ruler of Duoluo Kingdom! He was a king, big or small. How could the Great Emperor treat him like this?

That rebellion more than ten years ago had forced him to flee to the vast Pingjin Grasslands. He had suffered for so many years, planned and arranged for so many years, painstakingly putting in so much effort. Was this truly the outcome?