My Brother's the Protagonist? Good Thing I Awakened My System!



Chapter 169 The Ignorant Third Prince

"Y-You'll regret this, Feng Chen. I've offered you a chance, but you have rejected my grace time and again."

The Third Prince roared angrily.

He really thought of himself as benevolent for being able to forgive Feng Chen after he had rejected him previously and was giving Feng Chen another chance.

To reject this opportunity again, the Third Prince felt humiliated and angered.

Feng Chen's gaze never wavered.

"Regret?"

He echoed, almost amused by the prince's arrogance.

Even after all this time, Feng Chen felt that the Third Prince still didn't have a reality check.

It would be hard for him to even come out alive after the battle for the throne, and here he was threatening another powerful person who could very well side with another prince or candidate.

"Hahaha... I will wait for it then!"

Feng Chen said, showing total disrespect and not taking his words seriously at all. The Third Prince's fists clenched and his teeth gritted in anger.

His patience was running thin, and his pride could no longer take the humiliation.

He, a member of the Royal Family, was laughed at, and even his threat was dismissed as if he didn't care.

How could he tolerate that?

"You-"

He began, his words cut off by the sudden step of one of his guards.

The guard, his fury mounting, stepped forward, clearly incensed by the exchange. His hand went to the hilt of his sword as he barked.

"Impudence!"

The guard roared, raising the sword high, poised to strike at Feng Chen.

"You dare mock the Third Prince? I'll teach you respect!"

The guard, his rage boiling over, unsheathed his sword with a sharp metallic hiss, the blade gleaming menacingly in the sunlight.

WHOOSH!

Before the sword could descend, a gust of wind seemed to ripple through the air, and in an instant, Grand Elder Feng Zhenshan stepped forward.

His movements were so swift that they seemed to defy reality, a blur of motion that left even the most seasoned onlookers stunned.

With a single, effortless motion, Feng Zhenshan caught the guard's wrist mid-swing. His grip was like an iron vise, unyielding and absolute.

The guard's eyes widened in shock as he realized he couldn't budge his arm no matter how much strength he mustered.

One should know that he was in the Three Elements Divine Realm, and although it was just in the early stage, it wasn't easy for just anyone to stop him like this.

"Teach respect?"

Feng Zhenshan said, his voice calm but carrying an unmistakable weight of authority. "It seems you are the one who needs a lesson."

He twisted the guard's wrist lightly, and with a sickening crack, the sword fell from the guard's hand, clattering to the ground.

"AHHHH!"

The guard cried out in pain, his knees buckling as he was forced to kneel before the Grand Elder.

Gasps erupted from the gathered crowd.

The other guards stiffened, their hands instinctively moving to their weapons, but a

single sharp look from Feng Zhenshan froze them in place.

"You dare draw your blade in the presence of my Clan Leader?"

Feng Zhenshan continued, his tone icy.

"Do you think a mere bodyguard has the right?"

The guard trembled, sweat pouring down his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but

no words came out.

"Release him!"

The Third Prince's voice rang out, his tone furious but laced with uncase. He had clearly not anticipated such a display of strength.

Feng Zhenshan glanced at the prince and then at Feng Chen, who nodded his head.

After a brief pause, he released the guard's wrist, letting the man collapse to the ground clutching his injured arm.

After releasing the guard, Feng Zhenshan went back to his initial position behind Feng Chen.

The Third Prince, although furious, was also surprised.

He didn't think even the elder of the Feng Clan would be so powerful.

He began to wonder if the elder was so powerful, then Feng Chen must be much

stronger.

"Feng Chen, listen to me. This is the last chance I'm going to give you. Either you work

for me, or your clan will be destroyed."

The Third Prince ordered once again.

He didn't want to forgive the Feng Clan, but after seeing Grand Elder Feng Zhenshan's power, his mind changed.

If he could get such power on his side, he felt that he had a good chance of ascending

to the throne.

(Hmph! I am so generous!)

The Third Prince arrogantly thought.

Feng Chen chuckled.

(Still not awake.)

Feng Chen felt that despite showing time and again that he wasn't interested and moreover, that it was him who had the power to choose, the Third Prince still somehow thought that he was doing some kind of favor.

"Your highness, please go back. You can try whatever you want, but don't bother me."

The Third Prince's face contorted with fury.

This was not the response he had anticipated, nor was it one he was prepared to

accept.

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He began, his voice rising, but Feng Chen's calm, dismissive gaze silenced him mid-sentence.

"Elders, please escort the Third Prince. I no longer wish to speak with him."

Feng Chen said as he turned around to leave.

Even if the Third Prince commanded all his guards to attack them, it would be hard for

them to get past two Grand Elders.

"Understood!"

Feng Zhenshan and Feng Zhilan replied.

The Third Prince angrily looked at Feng Chen's back as he left without even waiting

for him.

The Third Prince's fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms.

"You overstep your bounds, Feng Chen!"

He growled. "Do you think your clan is invincible? Do you think your strength can protect you from

the power of the Royal Family?"

Feng Chen didn't even listen to his words. He had said what needed to be said and there wasn't anything more he wanted to say to an ignorant person.

The prince's face turned crimson with rage. Getting ignored was a first for him.

"Your highness, please leave! Our clan leader is busy at the moment."

Grand Elder Feng Zhenshan urged.

(Your clan leader is busy, but I am not?)

The Third Prince angrily thought.

How ironic it was! Initially, his guard said his time was precious and that Feng Chen should come as soon

as possible to not waste it.

Now he was getting a similar word thrown at him.

But what can he do?

Forcefully enter the mansion? Does he have the strength?

Grand Elder Feng Zhenshan's earlier display of power was enough to make him realize

that, at the moment, his side was at a disadvantage.

"Hmph!"

The Third Prince snorted, his face a mask of indignation and barely restrained fury.

With a sharp turn, his robes billowed dramatically as he spun on his heel, leaving the Feng Clan courtyard in a flurry of frustration and bruised pride.

His guards hesitated for a fraction of a second before hastily following him, their armor clinking nervously in the tense silence that followed.

After all, it was their job to prevent such a situation, but against someone like Feng

Clan, they were powerless.

Even their most powerful leader was subdued by Feng Clan's elders in less than a few

seconds.

The once-imposing procession now seemed diminished as it exited the grand gates, retreating into the distance.

The gathered members of the Feng Clan exchanged quiet glances, their expressions a mix of relief and quiet satisfaction.

After all, even a Royal Prince had been chased away by their clan leader. Although it could have caused trouble since they had offended a royal, seeing the

arrogant prince storm off in anger brought them more satisfaction than worry about

what might happen next.

The Third Prince stormed out of the Feng Clan estate, his anger bubbling over like a

volcano on the verge of eruption.

"Useless fools!"

He snarled, his tone sharp and unforgiving.

"You couldn't even handle a mere elder! What am I keeping you around for if you're

this pathetic?"

The guards stiffened, their heads bowed in shame, but none dared to respond.

The memory of Feng Zhenshan's overwhelming strength was fresh, and they knew better than to make excuses.

The Third Prince's hands clenched into fists as he muttered under his breath.

"Humiliated by a bunch of country bumpkins! This insult will not stand. They'll pay for this... somehow.""

Just as his carriage was about to roll forward, a commotion at the far end of the road caught his attention.

His sharp eyes narrowed as he recognized the approaching procession.

A luxurious carriage, marked with the emblem of the Imperial Family, was heading in

their direction.

Surrounding it were guards clad in pristine armor, their formation orderly and

disciplined.

The Third Prince's brows furrowed as he easily identified whose carriage it was.

That carriage-it belonged to the Fifth Princess.

(What is she doing here?)

He wondered, his anger momentarily giving way to curiosity.

The Fifth Princess's carriage came to a halt as it neared his own, and a faint voice

called out from within.

"Third Brother, what an unexpected surprise! What brings you here?"