Waiting for the Right Price

The Sixth Prince could not believe his ears. Back then, those cultivators of the main branch had all supported him with everything they had.

Even after fleeing to Linhai Prefecture, no one had shown him any disrespect.

Yet now, not only was no one speaking up for him, they were even forcing him to abdicate.

Holding the Mountain River Seal, he roared, "I am the Emperor of Zhao. How dare you commit insubordination?"

King of Linhai said disdainfully, "When a ruler regards his subjects as his own hands and feet, his subjects regard the ruler as their own heart and liver.

"When a ruler regards his subjects as mere grass and mustard, his subjects regard the ruler as bandits and enemies.

"You abandoned us as easily as tossing aside grass and mustard just to save your own life. Naturally, we regard you as an enemy as well.

"Now that everyone has turned against you and deserted you, abdicate obediently. If you fight for the new ruler in the future, you may still earn yourself a princely title."

The Sixth Prince sneered. "All of you are injured. You are no match for me at all."

Zhao Lingjiang narrowed his eyes at the Sixth Prince. "I am not young anymore, and I have lived long enough.

"Little Uncle bears the heavy responsibility of preserving the Zhao bloodline, while King of Linhai is the link connecting the various lineages of Linhai Prefecture. I alone am the most useless one.

"How about I detonate my Golden Core and take down a cowardly, fratricidal piece of trash like you?"

At those words, the Sixth Prince became somewhat frightened.

Zhao Jingguo also said contemptuously, "You still have not understood the skills our ancestors left behind. Believe it or not, I can cut you down with one