So you want to kill his uncle?
So you dared to disrespect his uncle?
So you wanted his uncle's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone?
There was no Soul Bone,
but Tang San had as many torture-inducing hidden weapons and slow-acting poisons as anyone could want.
First of all, Tang San was a loyal, patriotic, and kind man.
Second,
kindness was built on the condition that no one crossed his bottom line.
You had insulted his uncle. How could he be kind?
"Ah! Ah!"
"Ah!!"
Before long, the bald man's earth-shattering screams rang out beyond the main hall, each one more heart-wrenching than the last.
Then Tang San barged in, covered in blood, draped in a cloak of unknown material and leading the Howling Celestial Dog, his expression wild.
The Howling Celestial Dog even let out a satisfied burp,
having eaten his flesh,
and slept on his hide.
It had done exactly as promised!
"Uncle, I've already executed that old scoundrel!"
Tang San claimed credit proudly.
He had dared to disrespect his uncle? The old scoundrel had brought death upon himself!
"Hiss!!"
Tang San's ruthless actions were extremely intimidating, making the ministers' scalps go numb.
He had committed murder in the main hall!
He had displayed his Soul Rings before the emperor. What tremendous might this uncle-and-nephew pair possessed!
No,
what tremendous might the Crown Prince possessed!
Everyone knew that Yin Chuan was one of the Crown Prince's men. Yin Chuan and Tang San acting like this had to be the Crown Prince's orders.
Although they were forced to submit to her power,
the ministers said nothing, but they had already branded Qian Renxue a tyrant in their hearts.
Damn Qian Renxue!
Evil from birth!
"Xiao San, you're covered in blood. How can you sully the imperial court like this?"
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