Peering into the Future, the Death of the Empress Ji

"Am I, Li Zhiyi, easy to bully?"

His icy voice rang out as Li Zhiyi repeatedly hacked at the corpse in front of him with a kitchen knife whose blade had been curled from the blows.

"Li Zhiyi, you're asking for death!!!"

Huo Fu flew into a rage. Pitch-black Pattern Lines surfaced across his body, and sixty-four Extreme Stripe lines coalesced!

Something had gone wrong.

Li Zhiyi had gone mad.

His subordinate had failed in his duty. He would pay for it.

Worse, judging by the way things looked, his grave crime of falsifying military achievements would soon be exposed.

With both crimes counted against him, he might be beheaded on the spot.

At that thought,

a boom rang out.

Huo Fu lunged forward. Black Pattern Lines gathered in his palm as he brought it down on Li Zhiyi's head.

With a thud,

terrifying gravity swept over them. Huo Fu was still in midair when he was slammed straight into the ground.

"What's all this ruckus?!"

Luo Puxin's icy voice rang out.

He walked past Huo Fu and saw the blood-soaked young man staring at him with an utterly frigid gaze.

That feeling...

It was just like Chen Min.

Luo Puxin frowned. He couldn't explain the feeling.

"Don't assume that the entire Great Xia Military Martial Guard is your enemy."

Luo Puxin spoke, his gaze falling on the kitchen knife in Li Zhiyi's hand. He had already pieced together most of what had happened.

"You shouldn't have attacked him directly. You could at least have waited for me to uncover the truth. Killing a comrade is a capital offense."

Luo Puxin's voice grew low.

Being young and hot-blooded wasn't a bad thing, but sometimes it really could cause trouble.

Whatever Li Zhiyi's reasons, the fact remained that he had killed