Dai Tiankuo slowly stood up from the throne, and White Tiger's shadow solidified behind him.
The air in the entire White Tiger Hall seemed to have solidified, and the heavy pressure caused fine beads of sweat to form on Dai Weisi's forehead again.
"Three strategies?"
Dai Tiankuo's voice was filled with a biting chill.
"I think it's a three-step trick!"
He suddenly waved his sleeves, and with a sharp Soul Power, the bronze lamppost on the side of the hall was cut in half.
Dai Weisi trembled all over, but did not dare to move an inch.
"The first strategy is to kill someone with a borrowed knife?"
Dai Tiankuo sneered.
"Xu Family That old fox will take action for the sake of baseless rumors?"
"Body Sect Those crazy people will care about this?"
"The three of them Hidden Family already share the same hatred, so how can they benefit from their internal struggle?"
Dai Weisi turned pale and was about to defend himself, but saw Dai Tiankuo suddenly raise his hand.
A White Tiger claw mark appeared in the air, leaving a bloodstain on his cheek.
"The second strategy is even more ridiculous!"
Dai Tiankuo's voice suddenly increased.
"Ye Family has been operating for hundreds of years. How can there be no secret trade routes? If you cut off their overt trade, you will force them to use hidden lines!"
The emperor's figure suddenly appeared in front of Dai Weisi, and the ninety-fifth level Peak Douluo's pressure made it difficult for Dai Weisi to breathe.
Dai Tiankuo grabbed his chin and forced him to look up.
"As for the third strategy..."
Dai Tiankuo A flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
"Ye Family If those two old guys really had a quarrel, would they have waited until now?"
"Do we still need to cooperate with this waste Ye Zhenting?"
He shook Dai Weisi away violently, his cloak rustling as he turned around.
"How could I have a son as stupid as you!"
Dai Weisi staggered up and knelt on the ground again, his face full of horror, and cold sweat flowing down his forehead.
Dai Weisi knelt down heavily on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold ground, his voice trembling. "My son is stupid, please punish me!"
Dai Tiankuo glanced at him coldly, then turned and walked to the terrace outside the palace. The night wind howled, making his dragon robe make a rustling sound.
"Pass on my oral message."
The voice of Dai Tiankuo spread throughout the White Tiger Hall with the blessing of Soul Power.
"Prince Dai Weisi has failed to do his job well. From now on, East Palace will be banned for three months and fined for one year."
In the shadows outside the hall, several figures bowed slightly to receive orders.
Dai Weisi trembled all over, but did not dare to complain at all.
"Thank you, Father, for your kindness!"
Dai Tiankuo stood with his hands behind his hands, looking into the distance in the direction of the Ye Family.
"Baisha."
An old man with white hair came out from behind the screen, it was Star Luo Empire, the secret guard commander White Fiend Douluo.
"The old minister is here."
"Send a message to all the secret agents lurking in the territory of the Ye Family."
Dai Tiankuo tapped the railing with his fingertips.
"Immediately enter a state of silence. Without my instructions, no rash actions are allowed."
White Fiend Douluo frowned slightly.
"Your Majesty, the hatred of those three secret men..."
"Enmity must be avenged."
Dai Tiankuo's eyes flashed with cold light.
"But not now. Since Ye Family dares to touch our people, it means that they are ready for a full-scale war."
White Fiend Douluo stepped forward at the right time.
"Your Majesty, I have a plan..."
Dai Tiankuo raised his hand to stop.
"No need to say it."
"According to my decree, from now on, all border troops stationed at the Star Luo Empire will enter the second level combat readiness state."
He looked at the brightening sky and spoke in a low voice.
"Ye Family Since they want to play, I will accompany them to have fun."
He turned around and walked towards the inner hall, his voice getting colder.
"It's Ye Family... pass the order and do your best to investigate that Ye Family Young Master Ye Lin."
"Twin Martial Souls, if we can kill this kid, Ye Family's hope should be gone."
Dai Tiankuo whispers.
In the sunlight, the glazed tiles of the White Tiger Hall reflect the cold light.
Ye Family West Courtyard, several lanterns hung under the blue-grey eaves, swaying gently in the night wind.
Ye Zhenting was lying on his back on the carved wooden bed, his once sharp eyes now staring blankly at the tent ceiling, his fingers unconsciously grasping the brocade quilt.
"Father..."
Ye Ruixuan knelt in front of the bed, looking at the once high-spirited head of the Second Branch family who was now emaciated, with red eyes.
He stretched out his hand to tuck his father into bed, but found that his body under the blanket was frighteningly light.
"My child has exceeded level 27."
The young man clenched his fists, Soul Power rushing through his meridians.
"In the family competition later, I will definitely..."
"Forget it."
Ye Zhenting suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse like sandpaper.
He turned his head with difficulty, his son's stubborn face reflected in his cloudy pupils.
"Ye Lin That boy...Twin Martial Souls..."
He coughed violently and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
"You can't win..."
Ye Ruixuan stood up suddenly, and the jade pendant around his waist hit the bedpost with a crisp sound.
"Father! Are we, Second Branch, just going to give in like this? When you..."
"Back then?"
Ye Zhenting suddenly laughed miserably.
"It was because I was too persistent... ahem... that I ended up like this..."
The sound of the night watchman's banging could be heard outside the window, and the moonlight filtered through the window lattice, drawing a pale line between father and son.
The young man suddenly knelt down on one knee and pressed his left hand on his chest where Soul Power converged.
"I swear by Martial Soul, I will make Ye Ruilin..."
"Shut up!"
Ye Zhenting I don't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly propped up his upper body and hit his son on the face with his skinny palm.
This movement made him gasp like an old bellows, but he still held on to Ye Ruixuan's collar.
"I've said enough!"
"I colluded with the Star Luo Empire, but I still can't control Ye Family, so it's just you?"
He was shaking with every word he said.
"How can the gap between you and Ye Ruilin be bridged?"
After saying that, he collapsed on the bed again, with a wry smile on his face.
Ye Ruilin, double Martial Soul, that's a genius with double Martial Soul!
Ye Ruixuan was stunned in place, the burning pain on his cheeks far less than the shock in his heart.
He had never seen his father lose his temper like this before. At this moment, there was only deep despair in his eyes.
"Father..."
His voice was choked, but he didn't know how to speak.
Ye Zhenting waved his hand dejectedly, motioning for him to leave.
Under the moonlight, that once majestic face looked particularly old now.
"Go... Stop thinking about fighting for power... Survival... is more important than anything else..."
Ye Ruixuan gritted his teeth and dug his nails into his palms.
He is not willing to give in!
Why can Ye Lin own Twin Martial Souls?
Why should they Second Branch always be inferior to others?
But looking at his father's dying appearance, he didn't say anything after all. He just kowtowed deeply, then turned and left.
He must win!
Although the family has experienced chaos, the family competition has not ended.
I must win Ye Ruilin in a fair and upright manner in the competition.
I must prove to my father that their Second Branch is no worse than the big house!
Watching his son leave, Ye Zhenting sighed heavily.
Now, he has no other thoughts, he just hopes that his own affairs will not involve his son.
Looking at the night outside the window, Ye Zhenting's expression became darker and darker.
Star Luo Empire lost three Titled Douluo, I'm afraid he won't give up.
Next, the entire Ye Family will face a tough battle.