The Little Assassin Becomes the Child of a Sterile Tyrant

Three-year-old Chixiao is a little assassin. He has no sense of attachment, and could kill a chicken as soon as he learned to walk. He's the most gifted little one among the assassins.

Just as he was about to take on a big target, Chixiao transmigrated to ancient times and became the only child of an emperor who was believed to be incapable of having heirs.

But Chixiao never forgot his goal, and kept working hard to learn how to kill.

The tyrant Zhou Jize had a violent temper. Three years ago, he had a child.

But the child was stolen from him. Zhou Jize didn't feel much for the child, but the boy was still his own flesh and blood.

He couldn't let him suffer out in the world, either.

At last, Zhou Jize found his little one.

The child had rosy lips, pearly white teeth, and was soft and adorable. Zhou Jize felt a glimmer of fatherly affection for Chixiao.

But on the very first night after they returned to the palace, Zhou Jize woke with a start in the middle of the night and saw adorable little Chixiao holding a dagger to his throat.

Zhou Jize: “...”

You little brat. You're trying to kill your father at such a young age?

Zhou Jize took the knife from Chixiao and tossed it aside. “Do you resent Me?”

Chixiao narrowed his eyes. “Why would I hate you? What did you do to me?”

Zhou Jize: “...Then why are you trying to kill Me?”

Chixiao spoke with a stern little face. “I dunno. My hands are just itchy. I really want to kill someone.”

Zhou Jize: “...”

Zhou Jize snorted. His ministers all called him a tyrant.

They had no idea what a real tyrant was like. Well, now everyone would get what was coming to them!

All of Zhou Jize's ministers knew he had found his own bloodline. But Zhou Jize was cold-hearted and, to keep all the power for himself, was sure to mistreat the little prince.

The ministers were determined to educate the little prince and make him a wise ruler of the future.

They never expected Zhou Jize to bring the three-year-old prince to court.

The officials looked at the little prince, who was as pretty as a young celestial boy.

Was this what they called winning the tyrant father's heart with a pretty face?

But it didn't take long for them to realize something was wrong.

When the censor prepared to bash his head against a pillar because Zhou Jize wouldn't heed his advice, Chixiao cupped his little face and held up a dagger. “I'll kill you right now.”

The censor stopped trying to bash his head against the pillar.

The chancellor rejected one of Zhou Jize's decrees. That night, Chixiao showed up at his bedside with a huge saber taller than himself and mimicked Zhou Jize: “How do you want to die? I'll send you on your way.”

The chancellor: “...”

Your Highness, your father is still alive. Why are you already calling yourself emperor?

Chixiao came to kill the chancellor every night, and the chancellor couldn't take it anymore. He retired and returned to his hometown that very night.

The ministers discovered, to their horror, that beneath the little prince's adorable, otherworldly face, he was busy killing people.

Everyone despaired. Great Zhou wasn't getting a wise ruler. Instead, it had gained an even greater tyrant.

Heaven wanted Great Zhou destroyed!!!

Unexpectedly, as Chixiao grew up, Great Zhou not only avoided destruction, but grew more prosperous than ever.

Naturally ditzy, single-minded little assassin bottom VS sinister, scheming top

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