The moment Yue Xiaofei finished speaking, he struck.
He raised his hand and slapped the Old Witch hard across the face as she lay beneath his foot, still ranting about the "Empire's dignity"!
Smack!
The sharp crack of the slap carried through the speakers and around the world.
"Dignity? You think you deserve it?"
A bloodstained denture flew from the Old Witch's mouth, arced through the air, and landed on the ground.
Her shrieking stopped short. The slap had left her stunned.
The burning pain in her cheek and the humiliation that cut to the bone snapped the last thread of her self-control.
On the screen, she saw her own swollen face, blood running from the corner of her mouth.
It's over!
As a politician, she knew better than anyone what it meant for the whole world to see this live.
Her political career was finished.
She had utterly disgraced the Empire!
She broke.
"No... don't..."
The dignity and willpower she had prided herself on shattered in that instant.
The instinct to survive overwhelmed everything else.
"Don't kill me... Please, don't kill me..."
She began begging for her life, her words tumbling out in a jumble.
"Let me go and I'll give you anything! Money! How much do you want? A hundred million? A billion? Ten billion dollars! I can give you all of it!"
"And status! I can make you the most honored prince in Eastern Japan! Answerable to only one person!"
"Women! What kind of women do you like? I'll send the most beautiful women in Eastern Japan to your bed!"
Desperate to live, she threw out one tempting offer after another, her voice turning hoarse and shrill with fear and agitation.
She believed no one could refuse such offers.
But she was wrong.
As Yue Xiaofei listened