She Eats the Living

The battered Emperor cowered in a corner, looking up at Dan Chengjun.

"Beloved Minister Dan, it was merely a momentary misunderstanding between sovereign and subject. Why did it come to this?"

Dan Chengjun smiled and walked over, chatting idly with the Emperor. With every sentence, he slapped the Emperor across the face.

"Who's your beloved minister? Who's sovereign and subject with you? If I hadn't saved you, Qiao Yi would've hung your head from the gates of Chaoge long ago!

Back then, when you couldn't hold onto your throne outside, Peddler had you driven to Bastard Slope.

You really did suit Bastard Slope, but you couldn't hold that place either. DaoLao Ghost forced you back to Chaoge. Now that was truly a joke. You summoned DaoLao Ghost yourself—you had Chu Shaoqiang move Knife Ghost Ridge right to your doorstep. Tell me, how cheap can a man be?

After returning to Chaoge, you were still useless. How many people in court held you in any regard?

When Li Qi entered Triple City, you finally panicked. You took a few pieces of trash and went to risk your life against Qiao Yi.

If you'd truly dared to fight, I'd at least count you as a man with balls. But before Qiao Yi even got serious, those rotten garlic cloves under your command all ran away. You ran even faster than they did. I held Qiao Yi back, saved your miserable life, sent you to Tufang Country, and addressed you as 'Your Majesty' again and again. Now that Your Majesty's dragon countenance is enraged, you want to harm me?

Is that even a dragon countenance? What kind of dragon are you? Is that even a face? Do you still have any face left?"

Dan Chengjun struck with both hands, slapping the Emperor an