Ziwei Mountain.
A figure crashed down from above.
"Martial Saint!"
"Commander Meng?!"
Xia Cong and the others stared at the figure wielding a long spear, unable to make sense of what was happening.
"All of you, get out of my way!"
Meng Quji charged straight at Gao Bo, the Minister of War, amid the crowd.
He did not kill anyone who tried to stop him. With a casual sweep of his hand, he blasted them all aside.
"General Meng?"
Gao Bo, the Minister of War, frowned. "Don't worry about me! If you have the chance, go straight to the bedchamber!"
"Minister Gao!"
Meng Quji seized him by the collar. "You lied to me?!"
"Y-you, General Meng... what do you mean by that?"
Gao Bo said in confusion, "When have I ever deceived you?"
"Yun Province!"
Meng Quji demanded sharply, "Did you know what they were doing back then, yet choose not to stop them? You had better tell the truth!"
"General Meng... I..."
Gao Bo did not dare meet his gaze. At last, he said, "By the time I learned of it, it was already too late. Even if we had intervened, we could only have saved some of the border soldiers."
"So you really did know!"
Meng Quji stressed the point. "You simply chose not to stop it!"
"That's right! If a thousand deaths are deaths, then ten thousand deaths are deaths as well. We might as well let the north descend into chaos. That would be more advantageous to us! Now, we have proof of their crimes!"
Gao Bo said, "Once this is done, we will expose the evidence to the world. 'Remove the Emperor's Evil Advisors' will become righteous and justified. We will be an army of justice, not Rebellious Ministers and Traitors!"
"A thousand deaths are