"Shut up!" Nangong Yaoling suddenly displayed an unprecedented stubbornness. Moving the oxygen mask away from his mouth, he asked coldly, "Wu Da, did you just call Xia Xiaonuan outside?"
Wu Da's face changed color.
His voice began to tremble, "Y-Young Emperor...I...I know I was wrong..."
"What did you say to her!?" Nangong Yaoling asked coldly, his eyes red.
"I...I said..."
"Say what?!" Nangong Yaoling roared.
"I said…you...you...you won't make it..."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yaoling's eyes widened. He grabbed an apple from a fruit plate beside him and threw it at Wu Da. "You idiot, are you cursing me to die?"
Seeing the Crown Prince angry, Wu Da didn't dare to dodge. The apple hit his forehead hard, and his legs trembled as he knelt on the ground.
With his anger nowhere to go, Nangong Yaoling grabbed another orange, a banana, and even a durian...and hurled them at Wu Da.
Wu Da's head was struck and started bleeding, but he didn't make a sound.
