"Execute us?"
Lin Ke now understood what a court assembly was.
No force, no weapons, no lifting a finger-but you could use your mouth!
Just like the court assemblies of his previous life, where supernatural powers did not exist.
Everyone fought it out with their tongues.
The problem was...
Though Lin Ke could not match an old hand like Matchmaker at a street hoodlum's tirade,
when it came to hurling insults with a scholar's arsenal, he would never concede defeat.
Over five thousand years of heritage from his previous life, the tongues of countless thousands of scholars-all of it now resided in Lin Ke.
Why would he be afraid?
"I thought venerable elders and senior ministers of the Han would surely offer lofty discourse. Who could have expected such contemptible words! I have something to say. Listen well, gentlemen:
"In the days of Emperors Huan and Ling, Han rule declined, and eunuchs sowed disaster; the realm fell into chaos, the years brought calamity, and turmoil swept the land. After the Yellow Turbans, Dong Zhuo, Li Jue, Guo Si, and their ilk rose one after another, abducting and moving the Han emperor, brutalizing the living.
"For in the court, rotten wood held office; upon the palace steps, beasts drew stipends. Men with wolves' hearts and dogs' conduct swarmed the seats of power, while those with slaves' faces and servants' knees seized the reins of government.
"Thus the state became a wasteland, and the people were plunged into mire and ashes. You conspired to usurp the throne! Your crimes are grievous beyond measure, intolerable to heaven and earth! The people of this world would gladly devour your flesh! Your deeds shall be inscribed on bamboo and silk, proclaimed throughout the nine provinces, and cursed for ten thousand years!
"Now, bearing the Sage