Huang Xing used all his willpower not to go after A-Xuan. Him looking at him like that should be a crime. He walked to his desk and grabbed the stick note. I won’t stop myself in two days in his apartment.

He hates staying in someone else’s apartment, they are always too small when he is used to living in palaces.

He would usually invite his date to his house and they would be escorted out when they were done doing the deed but seeing that lovely face today he’ll make an exception.

As a prince, he grew up in the royal palace. Even if he left that life behind he still has to live in luxury. When he thinks about his life there he is grateful he built Divine U.

He knew it was his ticket to financial freedom. His older brother Huang Yanzhao has always seen him as a threat and when he became king he used money to keep him on a leash.

So he built Divine U in secret and had someone else be the face of it. When it was done he left and his brother was relieved.

He thought at least now no one will try to steal my throne, but his happiness wasn’t long-lived. Divine U became one of the most prestigious universities in the realm and Mystic Warfare catapulted them to the top.

The reality tv show is watched by the entire realm and when the king realized he could get a better approval rating if he was the one to hand the winning prize he called Huang Xing.

Huang Xing never had feelings for his brother so he accepted, it was only business to him. While witches would feel happy or unhappy Huang Xing’s mood was always stuck in the middle.

Ever since he was a kid he tried multiple potions to help but it never did. After a while, he stopped taking potions and accepted that he is who he is and nothing is going to change that.

Just because he doesn’t feel doesn’t mean he’s a bad witch, it just means he has to work a little harder.

When he was at the palace he had to pretend all the time but he knew as soon as he would be at the top he wouldn’t have to.

He was right, when his face became recognized because of Divine U and Mystic Warfare no one minded that he didn’t feel anything. Witches only care about money and power.

A-Xuan ran out of the administration building and looked back amused. So this is Huang Xing the witch with broken emotions? Seems like his libido works perfectly.

He shook his head and headed to his dorm. He walked into the hallway and saw Huang Xiaoming waiting for him. He’s like a dog with a bone.

Huang Xiaoming was leaning against the wall in front of A-Xuan’s door.

He is extremely angry, the witches he sent to bring A-Xuan back told him everything went within the plan but if that was the case why wouldn’t he pick up his cell phone?

Before every time he would call A-Xuan he would immediately pick up, he knows he’s a prince and he shouldn’t be messed with.

But today all his phone calls were ignored. He looked for him everywhere on campus after he didn’t see him in the cafeteria at lunch.

He would always invite him to eat lunch together so he could poison him while A-Xuan thought he was just being nice. He won’t rest until his dear brother dies.

Once he makes sure everything went without a stitch he’ll make him participate in Mystic Warfare. That way he’ll get rid of him and no one will ever suspect him.

If the heir to the throne was caught in this kind of scandal his father would have to give him the harshest sentence to show that royal witches aren’t above the other.

Huang Xiaoming turned his head when he heard footsteps. He watched as A-Xuan approached his face slightly red.

"Xiaoming? What are you doing here?"

"I already told you when it’s just the two of us call me your highness."

When Huang Xiaoming joined Divine U he made a whole spectacle about being called by his name instead of his title to show that he was like other witches.

But every time he would see A-Xuan he would feel the need to put him down by making him call him your highness so he would know he is beneath him.

A-Xuan nervously looked down and whispered:

"I’m sorry your highness."

Huang Xiaoming smirked and asked:

"Where were you all day?"

"I didn’t go to class I had something to take care of."

"Why didn’t you answer your cellphone?"

A-Xuan looked up.

"I lost my cellphone."

Huang Xiaoming nodded. He felt relief knowing that he is still oblivious to what is happening. Brother, you’re a fool.

"I and a few friends decided to participate in Mystic Warfare."

A-Xuan smiled sadly.

"Really? That’s great. I wish I could participate too but I don’t have the signing fees."

Huang Xiaoming was excited, he thought he would have to bully him into participating but that moron offered on his own.

He’ll be gone on day two, he won’t even get a chance to spend two nights in that house. Once he dies he’ll act sad in front of the cameras so the realm can see how caring he is.

Over the years he got the reputation of being haughty and proud. What do those witches expect? He’s a prince and the future king of course he’s above them.

He smiled sweetly.

"I can give you the money."

A-Xuan looked at him with shiny eyes.

"Really?"

"Of course we’re friends aren’t we?"

"Of course."

"I’ll wire you the money tomorrow morning, sign up then or you won’t have time."

Mistic Warfare starts in two weeks, and despite what people think not a lot of people dare to participate. Even if the prize is life-changing it’s not worth dying for.

But as a prince, Huang Xiaoming has to show the example. Furthermore being on live television for a few days will give him a chance to show a better side of himself.

"I will, thank you your highness."

Huang Xiaoming put a hand on his shoulder.

"You can call me Ming like everyone else."

A-Xuan nodded with a smile. Since he’ll be in the house with him for at least 2 days he needs to make sure he doesn’t call him your highness on live television. God forbid the whole realm thinks he bullies orphans.