Song Qingshu was completely dumbfounded. This scapegoat was far too heavy—he really had not killed him.
The man had looked so vigorous and full of life. How had he suddenly dropped dead like this?
He did not believe anyone could kill someone right under his nose. No hidden weapons or anything else had flown over just now. Hesar had simply died without warning.
There was no time to investigate how the man had died. Song Qingshu knew they were in serious trouble now. He had originally planned to hold Hesar hostage, then use Princess Consort Yalun as leverage to make them let Yang Guo leave first. But now, in full view of everyone, they had all seen him "kill" Hesar.
Hesar was not only the commander of an army, but also the Great Khan's younger brother. Either identity meant that his death here ensured the soldiers present would never let them leave.
Just then, another troop galloped over. At its head was Nachen, whom Song Qingshu had met before at Prince Ruyang's Mansion and who had often pursued Zhao Min. He was the Qonggirat Tribe's second young master and the younger brother of the late Öchen.
Beside him was an extravagantly dressed woman—none other than Chabi, Kublai Khan's Princess Consort. Behind her stood numerous experts from the prince's mansion. Whether Golden Wheel Monk, Xiaoxiangzi, Hundred Damage Daoist, or Sect Master of Vajra Gate, they were all old acquaintances.
"What happened here?" Nachen clearly had not expected such a massive scene. It looked exactly like two armies facing off.
"Second Young Master, Fourth Princess Consort, please uphold justice for our commander! These people not only broke into the Heavenly Prison to rescue someone, but also killed our commander!" Hesar's personal guards had already run over to report to Nachen. Since Princess