After identifying who the intruder was, the study was in chaos. The old king was too frightened to move because he was too close, the ministers were screaming, and the three princes were already running towards the door.

Ren said sadly: "Keep your head here when you go out~"

Several people stopped immediately and stayed where they were, not daring to look back.

Ren took advantage of the situation and leaned on the desk, half sitting, picked up the monster portrait and looked at it for several minutes without saying a word.

Everyone else in the room didn't dare to breathe, as if they were under a restraining spell and couldn't move.

The old king got under the table and squatted for too long. His waist began to feel sore. He straightened up a little and exposed his eyes to the table. As a result, his eyes met Ren's.

His head immediately shrank back.

Ren still didn't speak. He sat on the table, crossed his legs, and swayed his right foot, tapping his heel lightly on the wooden table.

The only sound that could be heard in the whole study was "ta da da da", and the more it struck, the tighter the hearts of everyone were. Finally, probably the old king's heart couldn't bear it anymore. He squatted down, supported the chair behind him, and leaned back.

Then he straightened up a little and asked obediently: "Helmet... Armor weirdo, why are you here!"

At this time, Ren was patting the monster portrait and wiping the dust off his body - he had climbed trees and drilled holes in order to find the non-existent monster this day, which made him a little disgraced.

When someone finally spoke, he was busy with his own business and said without raising his head: "Oh, it's nothing, I'm just passing by. I'm a little tired. Come in and sit for a while."

"Then we won't disturb your rest. Let's go out and you can rest here slowly."

The old king said, slowly moving towards the door.

Ren shrugged: "It's up to you."

It's as if he is the owner here.

But other people in the room didn't dare to dwell on this kind of thing. After hearing what Ren said, they immediately quickened their pace and ran towards the door.

Then Ren's slow voice came from behind: "But if you go out, I don't guarantee whether you will be beaten to death by me."

Everyone's steps froze.

Just as the old king stood up, Ren turned around on the table and sat down in his seat unceremoniously. Then he continued to explain: "I just said it, I was just passing by and killed outside.

It’s embarrassing and you’re a little tired, so come in and take a rest, then go out and continue the killing later. If you go outside, I can’t guarantee your safety.”

You didn't even mention murder just now!

Everyone was horrified, and even the way Ren used the portrait to wipe his armor seemed like wiping blood on his body.

The room fell into dead silence again, until...the old king's legs became sore again.

He turned his back to Ren and asked tremblingly, not sure whether he was afraid or tired:

"Aren't you going to kill us here?"

"I came in just to rest, how could I kill people?" Ren asked knowingly: "You want me to kill you?"

"Uh huh huh huh!" Everyone shook their heads quickly.

It was quiet for a while after that. The old king and others only heard the voice of the armored weirdo coming from behind, "Thank you for the treat, I'll go out and continue killing." Then there was no movement.

Several people communicated with their backs to each other for a long time, winking at each other. Finally, under the threat of the old king's eyes, the eldest prince turned around with difficulty.

The armored monster has disappeared.

Xibo sat down on the ground and began to breathe heavily. When the others saw this, they understood that the person had left. They turned around one by one and found that there was indeed no danger. As soon as they relaxed their bodies, their legs softened and they sat on the ground.

The old king was still the one who cared about face the most and had the most sore legs, but he still had to find his own seat to sit.

As a result, as soon as he took two steps, a head suddenly hung upside down from the window facing him, which almost scared him out of his wits.

Ren hung upside down on the window and said with a smile: "A friendly reminder again, never go out."

After leaving such a sentence, he disappeared outside the window again.

The people in the study held their breath and waited for a long time. They felt that there was really no movement, and then they dared to relax their nerves.

The old king took a small step to look at the window, took a small step to look at the window, and finally held on to his desk and sat down on the chair.

"Huh~ It seems that this weirdo in armor is finally gone."

Everyone wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, feeling as if they had narrowly escaped death.

The minister took a breath, suddenly remembered something, and said anxiously to the old king: "Your Majesty, that weirdo in armor is outside. The people of the kingdom..."

The old king's expression froze and he looked at his eldest son: "Xibo, one of you should go out and check the situation!"

The eldest prince looked aggrieved: "Father, I was the one who turned around first just now. You also call me brother and the others..."

The second and third princes suddenly became unhappy.

"You are the eldest son and the future king. Don't you care about your people?"

"That's right, why didn't you give way to us when you were competing for the throne?"

The eldest prince whispered: "If I don't fail in my crusade, I'm still not a king..."

Several people began to argue, and the old king was annoyed. He cursed everyone, and then looked at the eldest son: "Xibo, look at the situation outside from the window."

Of course Xibo was not happy. It looked like he had not gone out from the window, but the armored weirdo came in through the window and stuck his head out from there just a moment ago. So when Xibo looked at the window at this time, he always had the feeling that

If you go over there, the armored monster will hang his head again.

After several shirks and scoldings, Xibo's "soul of face" rekindled a small flame.

If you go to the window and take a look, you might just encounter a weirdo in armor. If you don't go, you will lose face in front of your father and brothers!

Thinking of this, Xibo's weak legs gained some strength, and his whole body suddenly became energetic - he slowly climbed towards the window.

The old king looked like he hated iron and said, "Trash!"

But he didn't stop it.

The eldest prince moved towards the window bit by bit, as if he were climbing on a mountain of knives. After an unknown amount of time, he finally reached the window. He didn't dare to stand up directly, so he first put one hand on the edge of the window and followed him as a guide.

Lift your body upward in the same way as your body is upward.

It was a very slow process, and in the middle he had to look back at the old king. After realizing that the old king did not sympathize with him, Xibo looked as if he was dying, and put his other hand on the window and pushed hard.

"Dong dong dong~"

There was a sudden knock on the study door.

Xibo loosened his grip and collapsed on the ground again.

"Dong dong dong~"

The door was knocked again.

The old king opened his mouth to ask who it was, then closed it again. He looked at the door, and finally returned his gaze to his eldest son.
Chapter completed!