Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 172 - 106: The Fall of Prince Zhi!

Chapter 172: Chapter 106: The Fall of Prince Zhi!
The Little Poison quickly came over.
After hearing Zhao Yi’s request, she unhesitatingly took out the Red Scorpion named "Little Red".
Zhao Yi looked at the Red Scorpion and raised an eyebrow slightly.
This little creature seemed to have unknowingly drank a lot of the Taotie’s blood recently, and it appeared to have advanced.
The originally bright red shell had turned a dark red, and the scorpion’s tail stinger was shining black, looking extremely poisonous.
Zhao Yi recalled the previous scene where this Red Scorpion detoxified the protagonist.
If the protagonist were stung by this scorpion again now, it would surely make him regret being alive.
After advancing, the Red Scorpion’s senses had become more acute.
It circled around in the Little Poison’s palm and easily locked onto the protagonist’s location.
"Went south?"
Zhao Yi looked at the direction the Little Poison’s tail stinger pointed and asked her, "Can you determine the distance?"
The Little Poison shook her head: "Master, Little Red has no concept of length. It can only sense Brother Xiao Jing’s position, but can’t say how far away it is."
Zhao Yi thought for a moment and asked differently: "Little Red came out of the West Mountain and went to Shengjing City for the first time, so that memory should be the most vivid. Ask it, how many times the distance from the West Mountain to Shengjing City it is from us to that monk now."
The Little Poison’s eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked the Red Scorpion.
"Ten!"
The Little Poison said excitedly, "Master, Little Red says Brother Xiao Jing is ten times the distance from West Mountain to Shengjing City away from us."
The Little Poison was very happy.
Previously in the Secret Realm, she was busy eating Taotie’s meat, and the protagonist walked too fast for her to call him over to kowtow to Zhao Yi.
This time, Zhao Yi was specifically going to find the protagonist.
The Little Poison could talk to him then!
Miaoyin was like a living map.
Hearing the Little Poison’s words beside her, she immediately deduced the approximate location of the protagonist.
Miaoyin said, "The distance from West Mountain to Shengjing City is one hundred li; that monk is ten times the West Mountain to Shengjing City distance from here, which is one thousand li. A thousand li to the south from here... that monk is in the Yunmeng Swamp!"
Yunmeng Swamp?
Zhao Yi found the name somewhat familiar.
Linglong reminded beside him, "Your Highness, the Four Seas Commerce Association’s headquarters is located in Yunmeng Swamp!"
Zhao Yi suddenly understood.
No wonder the name sounded so familiar.
It was the headquarters of the Four Seas Commerce Association!
Although the Four Seas Restaurant and the Yao Family were both the hawks and hounds of the Zhao family, they didn’t get along.
Linglong showed disdain, "The Four Seas Commerce Association people planted a few trees on the outskirts of Yunmeng Swamp and shamelessly claimed Yunmeng Swamp as their territory. If not for being under the same service to the court, our Yao family would have flattened Yunmeng Swamp long ago!"
Yunmeng Swamp is only a thousand li from the Yao Family, and they have always considered it part of their sphere of influence.
The Four Seas Commerce Association merely planted a few trees and claimed Yunmeng Swamp; if not for the fear of angering some big figures in the Zhao family, the Yao Family would have wiped out the Four Seas Commerce Association long ago.
Zhao Yi only knew Yunmeng Swamp was the headquarters of the Four Seas Commerce Association and wasn’t aware of these backstories.
Zhao Yi mused, "If I threw a fish into the Four Seas, could I claim them as mine?"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room looked at each other.
The Patriarch of the Yao Family, Yao Zhi, shamelessly flattered, "Your Highness is wise! Your Highness, with just one command, I will go to the Four Seas and throw a fish for you."
Everyone turned their eyes sideways.
Linglong covered her face with her sleeve, unable to watch.
Yao Zhi ignored the peculiar glances around him.
Especially when faced with Linglong’s disdainful eyes, Yao Zhi was not ashamed but proud.
Linglong, although smart, was still too young.
Face and dignity were illusions.
As someone else’s hawk or hound, it’s most important to cater to their preferences and please the master!
Zhao Yi thought for a moment but eventually gave up on the idea.
It wasn’t due to a newfound conscience.
Rather, Zhao Yi suddenly remembered that the Xuanzhen Temple and the Imperial Clan Court had already gone to the Four Seas.
The treasures of the Four Seas Dragon Race would soon be in his hands.
There was no need for him to act unnecessarily.
"It was just a joke," Zhao Yi said righteously, "I, as the Crown Prince of Great Xia, would never do such disgraceful things. Let this matter never be mentioned again!"
Yao Zhi immediately donned a look of shame and bowed to Zhao Yi, sighing, "Your Highness has a noble character, even the snow lotus on Celestial Mountain can’t compare, and I am far inferior."
This time, even Miaoyin couldn’t stand it.
She couldn’t take the pair’s bottomless entanglements and reminded Zhao Yi, "Crown Prince, didn’t you say time was pressing earlier? Hurry up and set off, or that monk might disappear somewhere unknown!"
Zhao Yi then remembered the urgent matter.
He looked at Yao Zhi and nodded with satisfaction.
Now Zhao Yi understood why the Yao Family had been the Zhao family’s think tank for a thousand years.
These clever people truly knew how to handle things.
Just like Yao Zhi just now, he was clear where Zhao Yi’s itch was, and with just a few words, he’d greatly pleased Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi stood up and said to Yao Zhi, "I’m taking some people to Yunmeng Swamp. The Cultivation Conference will proceed as usual, and if anything comes up, send me a message via Ming Di."
Yao Zhi respectfully agreed.
Zhao Yi no longer hesitated and hurried southward with Miaoyin and the others.
Meanwhile.
A thousand li to the south, in Yunmeng Swamp.
The protagonist stood in an uninhabited forest, looking at the vast swamp full of haze in the distance, frowning deeply.
If he weren’t at the end of his rope, he would never have come here.
But!
A shadow crossed the protagonist’s eyes, his face heavy as water.