Boyikao Succeeds to the Marquisate, Shen Gongbao's Three Strategies to Break the Deadlock

"That old bastard kept yammering on. I'd been sick of the sight of you for a long time."

Shen Gongbao removed his hand, sent out a stream of Dharma power to straighten Ji Chang's head, then turned and viciously pinched himself. The pain brought involuntary tears to Shen Gongbao's eyes as he walked outside.

"The Marquis was overcome with grief. He has passed!"

"What?!"

Several armored guards suddenly rushed in through the door. One of them instinctively asked, "National Preceptor, is what you said true?"

Shen Gongbao's gaze turned cold as he swept a frigid glance over that guard.

The guard realized that he had misspoken and immediately lowered his head as far as he could.

Swept by Shen Gongbao's icy gaze, he felt as though his entire body had fallen into an ice cellar, his blood seemingly freezing solid in that instant.

"If you do not believe me, the lot of you may go inspect him."

Shen Gongbao coldly tossed out those words before turning and leaving.

The guards looked at one another, staring face-to-face in bewilderment, unable to make up their minds. After a while, the captain of the guards gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and went to inspect the body.

Entering the room, he saw Ji Chang seated in his chair with his head slightly lowered. Trembling, he stepped forward and cautiously placed his hand beneath Ji Chang's nose.

Feeling not the slightest breath, the captain was instantly alarmed. His expression changed slightly as he turned and hurried away.

At this moment, no one doubted Shen Gongbao's words any longer.

Before long, sobbing could be heard from the rear courtyard.

Two young men sat together, their faces heavy with sorrow.

"Big Brother, what should we do now?"

One of the sturdy, powerfully built young men looked gravely