"..." Since Mine had said so, Chen Luo couldn't be bothered to persuade her anymore.
In theory, as long as the Little Emperor underwent Puppet Transformation, this world—this empire—would be reborn.
It was precisely because the Little Emperor obeyed Honest in everything that General Budoh had not moved against Honest. As long as the Little Emperor told the general to kill Honest, Honest definitely wouldn't live to see the next day.
Although Honest did possess an Imperial Arm capable of destroying other Imperial Arms, General Budoh was not a strong man who fought solely through his Imperial Arm.
Even without his Imperial Arm, he could still beat the minister senseless. Moreover, General Budoh commanded the Imperial Guard, an elite force that even Esdeath considered the only army capable of rivaling her own.
In the eyes of military commanders who controlled armed force, civil officials could sometimes be this weak. With a single order from the Little Emperor, could the minister possibly take on tens of thousands of superbly equipped, highly trained Imperial Guards by himself?
He wasn't Esdeath.
So, in practical terms, the Little Emperor really could get rid of Honest.
It was just that Chen Luo felt that letting those corrupt officials, who had exploited the Imperial Capital for who knew how many years, die so easily would be letting them off too lightly. So he planned to make them work themselves to death several hundred times before tossing them into the Soul Lantern.
"Hmm, Chen Luo, why does your little brat seem so worked up? He's even hitting my back harder now, though he's still as weak and feeble as ever." Mine glanced curiously at the Little Emperor standing behind her and massaging her back.
"Who knows? Maybe he's resentful because you beat him up. After all, isn't