After settling the matter regarding Zhang Munian, Wang Chong allocated a huge sum of several hundred thousand gold taels to Cousin Wang Liang for him to purchase a fleet of ships, as well as to recruit sailors and soldiers.
With the contract he had with the Zhang Clan, Wang Chong was able to afford this sum of money.
"It's about time for me to take a look at the royal palace."
After everything was settled, Wang Chong sighed deeply before getting onto the carriage heading toward the royal palace. At the entrance of the royal palace, an Imperial Army member was already waiting for him.
"Follow me!"
Without saying a word, the Imperial Guard led Wang Chong to and fro through the winding corridors of the royal palace. After an unknown period of time, an underground entrance appeared before Wang Chong.
Above the entrance, there were only two words:
"Death Prison!"
The words were mottled, and the paint was peeling. At the entrance, twelve muscular Chamberlains of Chamberlains of Imperial Insignia stood in a straight line, guarding the entrance expressionlessly, reminiscent of demonic gods.
This was the Death Prison!
The prisons of the royal palace were divided into the 'Imperial Prison' and 'Death Prison'. The most serious criminals were locked in the Imperial Prison, and the Holy Emperor would judge their life and death.
Most of them would find it hard to get out.
On the other hand, the prisoners in the Death Prison were slightly lighter. Wang Chong's second brother, Wang Bei, was locked in the Death Prison!
Sitting in the carriage, Wang Chong gazed through the window at the entrance of the death prison guarded by the twelve black-armored Chamberlains of Chamberlains of Insignia, and he heaved a long sigh.
Of the four siblings of the Wang Clan, the one who was closest to Wang Chong wasn't his eldest brother, Wang Fu, nor his youngest sister, Wang Xiao Yao, but his second brother, Wang Bei.
His eldest brother, Wang Fu, was much older than him, and he had joined the military a long time ago. The one who had grown up with him was his second brother, Wang Bei.
But as they grew older, not only did the relationship between the two of them not improve, it even grew more distant. This was a deep regret for Wang Chong.
Wang Chong knew why, and it was precisely because he knew that he felt even more regretful.
In this Kunwu Training Camp, if there was one person that Wang Chong wanted to see the most, then it had to be his second brother, Wang Hua.
"Open it for me!"
Alighting from the carriage, Wang Chong took out a token and waved it in front of the twelve black-armored Chamberlains of Chamberlains of Insignia. This was the waist token of The King of Song.
With this token, Wang Chong would be able to access most of the places in the royal palace.
"Boom!"
After glancing at Wang Chong's waist token, one of the black-armored Chamberlains of Imperial Insignia slowly opened the door.
"Buzz!"
Cold air gurgled, and a gust of black and cold underground mist surged up from the ground along with the airflow. Wang Chong frowned slightly and stepped into the underground tunnel.
It was very quiet in the underground tunnel. Walking inside, Wang Chong could hear his own clear footsteps.
In a special cell, Wang Chong finally met his second brother.
This was a specially made cell, and the space was much larger than any other cell. Its bars and pillars were all as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and they were all made of Deep Sea Mystic Iron with inscriptions.
And in the center of this cell, a thin figure was sitting cross-legged and motionless, looking like he had been tortured. His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were sunken. His limbs and torso were bound by a total of five thick chains. Like a spider's web, they crisscrossed and locked him down from all directions.
This was his second brother, Wang Hua.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Wang Chong would not have believed that this thin figure before him was the arrogant and domineering second brother of his memories.
"Second Brother, I'm here. I'm sorry that I only came to see you now. "
As he gazed at the disheveled and tortured figure in the cell, Wang Chong suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his heart.
This wasn't how his second brother should look like.
This dark and damp prison was definitely not a world that belonged to him.
The cell was silent. Other than Wang Chong's voice, there was no reply. The figure in the cell didn't move, as if he couldn't hear anything.
"Second Brother, we all missed you. Big Brother missed you, Little Sister missed you, Mother and I missed you too. Come out, Second Brother. You don't belong here! "
Wang Chong sighed.
The Death Cell was a place to imprison prisoners, but Wang Chong knew that his second brother was completely different from these people. Because he had imprisoned himself here.
Everyone in the Wang Clan who had contracted the Berserker Syndrome could freely enter the Death Cell. This was a favor that the Holy Emperor had bestowed upon his grandfather.
It had been specially requested by his grandfather after he had become a dragon.
This expensive cell had been specially constructed by the Holy Emperor. All descendants of the Wang Clan who had contracted the Berserker Syndrome could enter and imprison themselves.
For this generation, it fell to Second Brother Wang Bei. He had been exiled, and other than himself, no one could let him out.
The cell was silent, not a single sound could be heard. Sighing, Wang Chong continued, "That's right.
"… Second Brother, if you're doing this for the eldest son of Duke Zheng, then there's no need. He has already recovered, he's not dead! "
"Do you think I'm like this because of Marquis Zheng?"
A cold voice suddenly echoed from the cell, interrupting Wang Chong's words. At some point, Wang Bei had raised his head, and his bloodshot eyes were staring coldly at Wang Chong through the bars.
"Second Brother!"
Wang Chong was taken aback, and then he was overjoyed. "You're finally willing to speak to me."
"Do you really think that I'm here because of him?"
Wang Bei seemed to be oblivious to Wang Chong's words. He continued to stare at Wang Chong emotionlessly.
"Scram! Scram right now! I don't need you to see me, and I don't need anyone to see me! Scram! — — "
His final word was like a thunderclap, and a furious gale swept through the Death Cell. Even with Wang Chong's Origin Energy Tier 7 cultivation, Might of the Barbaric God, and the Serpent Dragon Bone, he was still forced to retreat.
Even though he was suffering from the Berserker Syndrome, Wang Chong's Second Brother Wang Bei was definitely one of the top experts in the capital.
The furious gale left just as quickly as it came.
In just a few moments, the Death Cell had calmed down once more. Wang Bei sat cross-legged in the prison, regaining his calm.
"Second Brother, since it's not because of Marquis Zheng, why aren't you leaving?"
Wang Chong stared at the figure in the cell, but he didn't back down.
He came here to change a matter, and before he was done, he wouldn't leave.
Wang Bei remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard Wang Chong's voice.
But Wang Chong didn't give up.
"Given your abilities, this place isn't enough to keep you here. It's been more than half a year since you came here. Do you intend to stay here for the rest of your life? "
As Wang Chong spoke, he began to walk toward the bars of the cell.
"Don't force me to make a move on you. Get out, right now! — — "
Wang Bei finally reacted. He stretched out a hand and pointed toward the exit of the Death Cell, and his voice was cold.
"Second Brother, the Berserker Syndrome isn't impossible to overcome. Given your abilities … "
"Berserker Syndrome! Hahaha, you're talking to me about the Berserker Syndrome! Do you know what the Berserker Syndrome is? "
Rumble! The chains slid and clattered. Amidst the violent vibrations, a strong sense of danger suddenly rose in Wang Chong's heart. Boom! Amidst the clattering of metal, a thin face, pale skin, and bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in Wang Chong's vision, exuding an enormous killing intent.
This sudden turn of events was cold, icy, and bloodshot, and filled with killing intent. It was enough to give people nightmares.
Even those with extraordinary willpower would tremble in fear and stagger back when stared at by these eyes, but Wang Chong didn't.
Wang Chong stared into those demonic and callous eyes, brimming with bloodlust and bloodlust. Their gazes met as they stood there, motionless, not even the slightest intention of retreating.
"… This time, I definitely won't retreat!"
As Wang Chong gazed at those red and bloodshot eyes and that face that had turned pale from not seeing the sun for so long, a deep sorrow flitted through his eyes.
Wang Chong was here to atone for his sins!
In truth, Wang Chong already knew why Second Brother Wang Bei had exiled himself here. The Berserker Syndrome was a curse carried by the members of the Wang Clan. Once it flared up, they wouldn't recognize even their own kin.
Second Brother was afraid of harming his family, afraid of harming Wang Chong and his little sister, so he feigned coldness and sealed his heart, causing Wang Chong and his little sister to distance themselves from him.
He wanted to create a rift between them so that Wang Chong would distance himself from him.
The pain of the Berserker Syndrome wasn't frightening, nor was the feeling of loneliness. What truly hurt Second Brother was the fear of his family.
It was a pity that Wang Chong didn't know this in his previous life.
The first time Wang Chong saw him after he flared up, he staggered back. That was when he was young. It was then that he forever distanced himself from Wang Chong.
In his memory, the person who was closest to him, the person who would carry him on his shoulders on snowy days, had disappeared.
In his place was the cold, distant Wang Bei who suffered from the Berserker Syndrome.
And the second time was right here. It was right before this pale face and bloodshot eyes that Wang Chong personally sent him into the abyss.
He had lost this Second Brother for good!
That small step back had completely severed him. It had also made Wang Chong regret it for the rest of his life. There were many things that could only be understood in the past.
There was no way to make up for the mistakes of his previous life. In this life, no matter what, Wang Chong would never back down.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"
Wang Bei looked at the calm-looking Wang Chong by the fence and was stunned.
"Why should I be afraid? You are my Second Brother. You are now, you were in the past, you will be in the future, and you will be forever. I'll be afraid of anyone, but I won't be afraid of my Second Brother! "
Through the fence, Wang Chong spoke calmly without the slightest hint of evasion.
These were Wang Chong's heartfelt words.
In this life, no matter what, he wouldn't let his Second Brother leave. Although the Berserker Syndrome was an incurable disease, Wang Chong was willing to do his best to save his Second Brother.
Wang Bei was stunned. A trace of pain and fear suddenly flashed across his bloodshot eyes. His footsteps staggered, and he abruptly let go of the fence and retreated.
"Go! Go! Go! I don't want to see you, leave this place! This isn't a place you should be! "
Wang Bei's hair was disheveled, and his back was facing Wang Chong. He waved his hands as he tried to expel Wang Bei, his voice filled with intense pain.
Seeing his Second Brother's appearance, Wang Chong's heart violently twitched. However, Wang Chong didn't show it on his face.
"Second Brother, there's nothing that can't be defeated. The Berserker Syndrome is inherited through the bloodline, not through the mind. I hope that you will remember these words, 'Don't be a slave to your heart'. Use your mind and your will to defeat the Berserker Syndrome in your bloodline. "
"There's nothing that our Wang Clan can't defeat. We definitely won't be controlled by the Berserker Syndrome. I believe in you! "
Wang Chong said in a low voice.
In the prison, when Wang Bei heard the words' don't be a slave to your heart ', his body suddenly trembled, but he quickly calmed down.
"Go, go, don't disturb me anymore!"
Wang Bei waved his hands.
Wang Chong looked at Wang Bei's back, a trace of sadness flashing across his eyes.
"Second Brother, I actually came here this time to say goodbye to you. I'm going to join the Kunwu Training Camp soon. Time doesn't wait for me. The Tang Dynasty is facing many dangers, and I might have to enter the battlefield soon. There are some things that I won't tell others, but I can tell you. "
"In the future, the Great Tang will be plunged into chaos. I don't know if my plan will succeed. Maybe it will, maybe it will fail. But even if I die on the battlefield, I won't regret it! "
Just as Wang Chong said these words, the Stone of Destiny's voice sounded in his mind.
【Warning, the host is attempting to cross the boundary. 10 Destiny Energy has been deducted. If there's a second time, kill!】
… …
An intense pain came from every part of his body. Wang Chong's face paled, and his hands began to twitch in his sleeves. But Wang Chong didn't show it, instead continuing to speak.
"Second Brother, I need your help! If it's possible, leave this place and come help me. Although the Berserker Syndrome is a hindrance in the capital, it isn't a problem on the battlefield. … I hope that you can help me! "
After saying these words, Wang Chong turned and walked out.
Behind him, Wang Bei remained motionless. Only when Wang Chong disappeared into the corridor did he turn his head and look at Wang Chong's back, a complicated expression in his eyes.
"Little Brother …"
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