"You're trying to drive the sovereign and me to our deaths!" the empress dowager cried harshly.
An inscrutable curve suddenly rose at the corners of Fang Yun's mouth, almost a smile, yet not quite. He stared at the empress dowager, his eyes as black as the abyss.
"Empress dowager, do you think I, Fang Yun, fear being branded a regicide?"
Fang Yun raised his head slightly, looking at the empress dowager seated above him, yet seeming to look down upon her.
In an instant, the meeting hall became an ice cavern.
The empress dowager went rigid. She felt cold seeping from every part of her body, as though she might freeze to death at any moment.
The officials also stared at Fang Yun in disbelief. They had never imagined he would say such a thing.
Gao Mo actually broke into a brilliant smile.
He liked Fang Yun this way.
Cao Dean gazed at Fang Yun, even a trace of envy showing in his eyes.
He wanted to do this, but had never dared.
The members of the Fang Party looked at Fang Yun, indescribable emotions surging through their hearts.
We will never regret following a Fang Yun like this, not for all eternity!
For the Jing Kingdom, for reform, what was regicide worth worrying about?
Even a mere Liu Shan could commit regicide. What would Fang Yun, who had single-handedly toppled Dao Bearer Liu Shan, not dare to do?
The empress dowager could not speak, caught between anger, fear, regret, and hatred.
"From beginning to end, you have been the one forcing my hand." Fang Yun sighed softly.
How could the empress dowager not know?
In her eyes, the Zhao Family mattered more than anything, and the sovereign mattered more than anything.
But in Fang Yun's eyes, the Jing Kingdom