An Explanation for Emperor Zhao

He answered through clenched teeth, but fear still refused to let go of his heart. He was terrified that if Ye Qin's hand trembled even once, he would be the one to suffer.

Mongke hurriedly seized the opportunity to say, "Y-you can let me go now, right?"

He didn't dare provoke Ye Qin again. Instead, he secretly swore to himself, Once I recover, I'll make you pay!

Whoever it was, they would pay a terrible price.

He was a prince, a descendant of the khan of Old Temujin's Family. Battle ran in his blood, and he possessed the savagery unique to the Golden Family. But his killing intent could not escape Ye Qin's notice. Ye Qin couldn't help smiling. "You still want to kill me?"

Good!

Then I'll make sure you never have the chance to kill anyone.

The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. Ye Qin moved his arm a fraction and slashed the knife across Mongke's throat, never intending to give him the slightest chance of survival.

Bang!

Mongke fell to the ground unwillingly. Until the moment of his death, he never understood why Ye Qin had refused to spare him. In the end, he died a miserable death, his eyes staring wide open, unable to rest in peace.

"The fourth tent? Looks like they're arranged according to seniority and status. I just don't know whether Kublai Khan is in the tent. But I don't have much time left. Mongke's death will be discovered sooner or later. I have to kill Kublai Khan before anyone finds out, or the plan will fail."

Ye Qin knew very well that news of Mongke's death would probably be discovered soon. This was within his expectations. But once that happened, his identity would be exposed, and he would no longer be able