A-Xuan took the elevator to the top floor. He got out and before the receptionist could ask anything he waved his hand and she froze.

He walked to Huang Xing’s office but he stopped in place with a guilty look on his face when he saw that Huang Xing had witnessed everything. He looked like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

Huang Xing chuckled and waved his hand. A translucent lasso appeared around A-Xuan’s waist and he pulled him into his office. He grabbed his hand and sat in his chair with A-Xuan on his lap.

He ordered:

"Don’t trust Ming, he’s not your friend."

A-Xuan wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him.

He pulled back and said:

"I know he’s not my friend. Plus I already told you I don’t count on anyone or have any expectations."

Huang Xing looked down upset. He knows he’ll feel let down once he finds out the truth and even more if he knows that he knew all along. But he can’t lose him ever.

A-Xuan looked at Huang Xing, he knows what he is worried about but he’ll respect his choice whether he tells him the truth now or lets him find out on his own.

That’s why he came to see him, even if he would prefer for him to not say anything he still wants to give him the choice. He lifted his head.

"What’s wrong?"

Huang Xing looked at him for a few seconds and then looked away.

"What you said in your room to Ming how long did it last?"

A-Xuan looked at him surprised, he went through the memory of the original and answered:

"Until I turned 15 and moved out."

"Why don’t you have them with me?"

A-Xuan smiled and caressed his cheek.

"Because I trust and love you."

Huang Xing kissed him passionately. No matter what happens I’ll never let you go.

Huang Yanzhao tossed his tablet against the wall breathing loudly. He sat back on his chair and looked at Li Guang with rage his entire face red.

He immediately got up and knelt:

"Your majesty I didn’t know he was still alive. The seer I sent to investigate assured me he died in that car crash because he was in such critical condition that the doctors were sure he was never going to make it."

When Li Guang saw A-Xuan’s introduction video he had a small doubt so he decided to call the seer he used before.

That’s when he admitted that he was still alive after the crash but he only had a 10% chance to make it. He sent another seer to check and when he find out it was indeed him he was too scared to tell the king.

He was the one who read A-Xuan when he was a baby and he was the one who proposed the plan when he find out the King didn’t want him to surpass him.

He knew the King would be eternally grateful to him and his family would thrive in the realm.

When he saw how much attention he was getting he decided to tell the king or it would be worst if he found out on his own.

The king roared:

"Clearly he made it, and now we can’t even have him killed because he is filmed 24/7."

"Your majesty he can die in the dome."

The king took the closest thing from him and tossed it at Li Guang’s head using his power.

Blood started to gush from the wound but he didn’t move or complain.

"You’re the one who fuckin read him you know how powerful he is."

"Your highness I meant we could poison him before and send him in the dome to die."

The king sat back.

"How?"

"Your son is there too, we can pass him the poison and he’ll make him ingest it. You saw how much he likes him. Furthermore, if he finds out A-Xuan is his big brother and the true heir to the throne he’ll be even more enthusiastic."

The king smiled and ordered:

"Stand up. Get me the poison so I can pass it tonight after the first rounds."

Li Guang bowed and left. The king looked at the broken tablet on the floor. You could still see A-Xuan’s face and his sweet smile. If you knew what was good for you you would’ve died a long time ago.

A-Xuan didn’t train the whole day. He only went to the training center to see his husband.

The rest of the time he was on his computer. The viewers can’t understand him, they were already worried about his small stature but now it’s worst.

They like him so they don’t want anything to happen to him. At 8 he got dressed and went to wait with the others to be led to the stadium. When they entered they were stunned.

The stadium was filled with witches screaming excitedly at them. All the participants waved at them after taking a seat in their reserved tribune.

A-Xuan looked toward his husband’s platform and met his eyes. He smiled and he smiled back.

The spectators were screaming incessantly a name. Ming frowned and looked at A-Xuan in anger.

Those fuckin morons are already a fan of him? All the participants looked at him with equal parts envy and hate.

His name was the only one being chanted. Ming sat next to A-Xuan and put a hand around his shoulders with a smile.

A-Xuan smiled back sweetly. I’ll pretend we’re friends to gain those morons’ approval, you’ll be dead tomorrow anyway. The king looked at his son smiling.

He knows him which means he can see how much he hates A-Xuan. He called in someone and gave him an order.

A-Xuan sat in his seat watching the matches. He was quite honestly bored. The only time his eyes became sharp was when Li Dagou went into the dome.

He could see the doubt in his eyes when he came out as the winner. Don’t worry soon enough you’ll be sure. After 2 hours the matches were done for today. Ming looked at A-Xuan disappointed.

He was hoping he would go in today and have his last match tomorrow. He turned when he felt a hand on his shoulder. After the man whispered something in his ear he looked at his father on the platform.

He left the tribune for his father’s. When he arrived everyone had already left only his father was there.

He knelt.

"Father."

"Stand."

Ming stood up looking at his father. He reached out when his father gave him a vial.

"Make sure A-Xuan drinks this so he can die in the dome."

Ming opened his eyes wide and looked at his father incredulously. He is no stranger to his father’s evil ways but he didn’t think he would be that way with his sons, his blood.

If he can be that way with A-Xuan who says he won’t be with him? He said:

"The abduction was fake you wanted him dead."

The king narrowed his eyes.

"How long have you known he’s your brother?"

"2 months. Why do you want him dead?"

He feels no guilt about killing A-Xuan but the only thing that bothers him is not knowing the reason his father wants him dead.

"I had him read when he was a kid. I don’t want my reign compared to that of a mage."

Ming narrowed his eyes. He can tell he is only telling him half of the truth. But he is sure that his father is most bothered by the fact that he was a mage.

He is threatened by anyone stronger than him that’s why his uncle left. Now he understands why he named him the heir so easily, he never saw him as a threat.

No matter the reason he’ll first deal with his brother and then his dear father. He’ll show him he’s stronger than him and A-Xuan.

He handed him the vial back.

"I don’t need it, I already took care of everything."

"What do you mean?"

Ming explained:

"I took down his protection and left him in the wraith forest the entire night. He’s not a mage anymore he’s just a 5 tiered witch. He actually thought his whole life he was a 3 tiered witch."

The king smiled and said:

"Well done my son, I knew I didn’t name you the heir to the throne in vain. He’s not aware of anything?"

Ming said with disdain:

"He’s not, that fool even thinks we’re friends."

"Good go back before someone notices you’re gone."

Ming bowed and left.

The king felt reassured. At least that son of his is useful for something. Earlier when he heard the whole stadium screaming A-Xuan’s name he wanted to choke him.

Luckily his son is here but seeing how he dealt with A-Xuan so smoothly worries him. If he can deal with A-Xuan so easily he can do the same with him.

Ever since he was a kid he could see how ambitious he was and as soon as A-Xuan dies he’ll be the only one standing in the way of the throne. I named him the heir I can name someone else.

He felt a look and searched. He met his brother’s cold eyes. He smiled and Huang Xing turned to leave his tribune. As much as he wants to kill him he can’t because he needs him.

Ever since Mystic Warfare, the witches’ opinions of him are better, and usually when witches praised him it would be for having such a wonderful brother. At least with him, he knows he doesn’t want the throne.

This is the only good thing about his brother he feels nothing for anything or anyone. He only cares about making money.