Thousand Slices, Way of Heaven Duel Arena

"Father Emperor, it wasn't us who said it—it was Second Brother who said he wanted to fight for the throne."

"Father Emperor, it's truly wonderful that you haven't passed away. I was scared to death just now."

"Father Emperor, Ji Tan is truly vile. He deserves to be sliced into a thousand pieces!"

Though shocked that their father emperor was still alive, the princes quickly came to their senses. Some kicked the Second Prince while he was down—if Ji Tan and Second Brother were both finished, their own chances would grow all the greater.

Others voiced all manner of grief and indignation, while some furiously cursed Ji Tan. One after another, they all ran toward Ji Shengmang.

The Second Prince, meanwhile, felt the urge to curse his mother. He shot Ji Tan a venomous glare, then hurriedly kowtowed again and again before Ji Shengmang.

"Your Majesty..."

At last, the ministers who felt as if they had seen a ghost all began running as well.

They shouted as they ran, squeezed out tears as they ran; ministers from every faction desperately put on a performance...

Naturally, Beigong Xianfeng rushed over in haste too. He had only just learned that His Majesty was still alive.

Sikong Jing had likewise only just learned that Ji Shengmang was alive. Yet he did not have much of an emotional reaction; he was merely curious how Ji Shengmang had survived under such circumstances.

His younger sister had not told him, so Sikong Jing naturally did not know.

He ultimately did not dwell on it. Instead, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at Yan Ruyu, who lay there like a lump of mud.

Her teeth chattered relentlessly as she dropped to her knees. "Sikong Jing, spare me. I'm willing to be your dog... Woof, woof, woof!"