let go of that dragon

27.

In the middle of the night, the king was lying on his bed dreaming of conquering the world, when he was suddenly woken up by the urge to urinate, and he opened his sleepy eyes.

"WTF!" and a foul language rap came.

An arrow was stuck straight into his pillow, only a finger's distance away from his head.

The king broke out in a cold sweat—someone was going to assassinate him!

Just when the king reflexively wanted to call the guards, he found a note tied to the arrow.

He took it off hesitantly.

"I'll be there again at the rehearsal for the princess meeting - a thief on the throne who is brave enough to do good deeds without leaving a name"

king:……

It's against you, you smelly and shameless little thief! !Has the provocation reached the edge of his pillow? ? ? ?

So the king held a meeting overnight and began to make detailed arrangements for this matter.

At this moment, César jumped in from the window of the hotel.

"How is it? Did you bring the note?" Lin Ke hurried up to meet him.

César said arrogantly: "Of course, the mission was completed super well~"

Lin Ke was overjoyed when he heard this: "So powerful? Tell me, how did you get the note in?"

César continued to be proud: "Because of the magic, I couldn't get in, so I tied a small note to an arrow, and shot it onto the king's pillow!"

Lin Ke was taken aback: "Huh?? But I'm talking about throwing the little note in, why are you shooting him with an arrow???"

Seeing that Lin Ke didn't continue to praise him, César felt aggrieved: "You didn't say how to throw it..."

Lin Ke helplessly raised his forehead: "My God... Now that guy probably thinks that we are deliberately provoking him! The rehearsal will definitely make the venue very strict!"

However, César didn't care what Lin Ke was thinking about, he was filled with emotions of "I'm so good, why doesn't Lin Ke praise me, the baby is not happy, the baby has emotions!" Lin Ke hit the bed.

Lin Ke: Poof—(sound of vomiting blood)? ? ? ?César, why are you trying to kill me? ?

Lin Ke's small body was like a falling leaf after the rain was directly smashed by César's brute force, Lin Ke felt that his ribs were definitely broken! !

César didn't notice Lin Ke's pain, and put all his weight on Lin Ke to make matters worse.

"This strong man...Speak well if you have something to say...We civilized people, we don't use our hands..." Lin Ke's weak voice came from under him.

César withdrew his strength a little, but still pressed on Lin Ke, he said depressedly: "Am I always causing you trouble?"

Although Lin Ke really wanted to say: YES! ! ! !

But the disparity in strength between the enemy and us is too great, he can only say against his will: "How could it be?"

"Then why don't you always praise me, and don't praise me!"

The corner of Lin Ke's mouth twitched: "It's fair to be fair... It's enough for you to know in your heart that I think you're good, and it hurts your feelings if you say it."

César was dissatisfied: "But I just want to hear from you!"

Lin Ke: ...Okay, ancestor, you can do whatever you say.

Finally, after being praised by Lin Ke for not being distracted, César happily let go of the shackles on Lin Ke.

Lin Ke coughed, trying to spit out blood that didn't exist.

"Tomorrow is the rehearsal, we have to prepare in advance!"