Eunuch Liu’s words had barely fallen when he looked up and saw Ming Li holding a large iron hammer. Eunuch Liu: … He promptly rolled his eyes and fainted.
Ming Li’s face was full of impatience. Your men have all been dealt with. Do you wish to abdicate yourself, or shall I help you? wΑp.kanshu伍.net
Qin Zhanhan’s face was as cold as ice, a flicker of resentment flashing in his eyes. He roared at Ming Li, "I am the true Son of Heaven! This throne is mine! Only I can sit on this throne, and only then will Lin Kingdom prosper forever! You cannot touch me!"
"Wrong! You are not the true Son of Heaven. You know very well how the former Emperor died."
The voice of the Imperial Advisor, Shui Xingbai, came from outside the palace doors. Qin Zhanhan’s gaze shifted, and he saw the Imperial Advisor, clad in white and wearing a mask, walk in.
Qin Zhanhan angrily drew his sword and pointed it at the Imperial Advisor. "Imperial Advisor! Have you also been bought off by him? Are you also rebelling? Do you believe I won't kill you! I am the true Son of Heaven!"
Shui Xingbai’s expression was calm, his tone detached. "You are not the true Son of Heaven. Lin Kingdom continuing under your rule would be a disaster."
The enraged Qin Zhanhan directly lunged his sword towards Shui Xingbai, but halfway through, it was smashed away by Ming Li’s iron hammer.
Ming Li retracted her iron hammer, her expression displeased as she glared at Shui Xingbai. "Why are you stealing my spotlight?"
Shui Xingbai: …
Finally, under the threat of Ming Li’s large iron hammer, Qin Zhanhan unwillingly wrote a decree of abdication. He thought, as long as I’m alive, there will be opportunities. This empire will eventually return to my hands…
Meanwhile.
Upon receiving the news, Xing Zhilin immediately rode his horse towards the palace. He could never have imagined that Prince Yu would be so audacious as to rebel single-handedly. What a joke!
When Xing Zhilin arrived at the palace gates, he bellowed, "Open the gate! Let this general in!"
The guards at the gate silently opened the door, not daring to say or ask anything.
Xing Zhilin, oblivious to the strangeness, rode his horse straight into the palace. He grabbed a passing palace servant and asked, "Where is the Emperor now?"
The palace servant trembled and replied, "R-return to the General, His Majesty is in the Imperial Study."
Xing Zhilin nodded, dropped the servant, and rode towards the Imperial Study. As he rode, he began to notice that something was amiss.
Riding horses was forbidden within the palace grounds, yet he had galloped halfway around the palace without anyone stopping him.
Something had happened! Something must have happened!
Xing Zhilin furrowed his brow and spurred his horse towards the Imperial Study. As he reached the Imperial Study, he saw Ming Li emerge, holding a scroll of imperial yellow decree. Following closely behind her was the Imperial Advisor in white.
Xing Zhilin quickly dismounted and walked towards Ming Li, asking, "Are you alright?"
Ming Li’s tone was detached. "This Prince is fine. General Xing, have your men enter the palace."
"Where is the Emperor?" Xing Zhilin glanced inside the Imperial Study and asked.
The moment his words fell, he noticed the Imperial Advisor behind Ming Li shudder.
Xing Zhilin: …
Ming Li’s voice was calm as she announced, "The Emperor, gravely ill, has passed away."
Xing Zhilin: …
Xing Zhilin walked into the Imperial Study and saw Qin Zhanhan, clad in imperial yellow robes, lying in a pool of blood.