Chapter 687: Let me go, please

his jade pendant and lost in thought.However, the carriage soon came to a stop."Your Highness, the poetry gathering is just ahead. Please go on. My lowly status prevents me from joining."Li Chen waved...Chapter 687 Let Me Go, Please

Seeing the large contingent of Imperial Guards arriving, and the elite soldiers dispatched in an emergency from the Dongchang (eastern factory), Li Chen knew that things were set in stone.

Turning his head to look at Li Junze, Li Chen said faintly, "You seem to have no chance left."

Li Junze gasped for breath, panting heavily. "Let me go," he said, "and I'll vanish right before your eyes."

His eyes were filled with ferocity and madness. Li Junze threatened again, "If you kill me, my father will not let this go."

"Now that you're so arrogant and fearless, compared to your pathetic pleas for mercy before, the contrast is quite striking."

Li Chen said indifferently, and then kicked Li Junze to the ground with his leg.

Li Junze was struck heavily in the abdomen. He clutched his stomach and lay on the ground, forehead dripping with sweat. The intense pain made him feel as if his insides were rotten.

The veins in his neck bulged because of the pain, Li Junze struggled to lift his head and looked at Li Chen, gritting his teeth and saying: "Killing me can only let you vent your anger for a while, but it will bring you endless trouble. As long as you let me go, there is still a chance to turn things around."

"Layover"

Li Chen raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. Her eyes were cold, so cold that Li Junze felt fear creep into his heart.

At this moment, the Imperial Guards who had rushed in had surrounded the over a hundred people brought by Li Junze.

Each person had at least two or three long swords strapped to their necks.

They dared not resist.

At this point, the tide has turned. Any resistance will only lead to a faster death.

Su Pingbei, who had been back and forth repeatedly, was now clad in military uniform.

He led his elite troops to subdue everyone and strode towards Li Chen, bowing deeply. "Your Highness," he said, "all enemies have been apprehended. Please instruct us on how to dispose of them."

The enemy.

These two words are enough to define this matter.

Li Chen said calmly, "Forcing entry into Taihe Hall with weapons is a serious crime and will be dealt with severely according to the law."

Barging into the Taihe Palace with weapons, this crime alone is a capital offense. Added to that, the phrase "strictly enforce the law," means over a hundred heads will surely roll, an inescapable fact no one can alter.

Upon hearing Li Chen's decision, the crowd of over a hundred people stirred with excitement.

But Su Pingbei was also a ruthless person.

He knew Li Chen was trying to establish his dominance, using absolutely ruthless and forceful means to intimidate everyone else, so that they would never dare to act like this again. Therefore, this killing had to be chilling and decisive enough.

He immediately ordered, shouting: "His Royal Highness has decreed a death sentence without mercy! Carry out the execution!"

Orders are as strong as mountains, the elite soldiers brought from the East Factory are all the most loyal and capable men under Su Pingbei's command.

They, coming from the battlefield, killing a person was just commonplace.

Without a word, he drew the long sword around the necks of those people with a swift stroke.

The square in front of the Taihe Palace was bathed in blood for the first time since the founding of the nation.

And over a hundred lives were lost all at once.

Some people cursed, some struggled, and some wanted to resist.

But whatever their reaction, they would be met with a sword of death.

Blood flowed freely as over a hundred heads rolled to the ground.

In an instant, the square before Taihe Palace was awash in blood. The stench of blood hung heavy in the air, and blood flowed like a river, spreading downhill.

The scene of killing over a hundred people at once is extremely shocking.

...Most of the generals' faces were pale, not to mention the civil officials. ...

Both sides were pale with fear, a sight common to all.

Li Chen's whole body was filled with murderous aura, he stared intently at Li Junze, and said coldly: "Prince Wen Wang, you don't want to be a good hostage, you have to come to die."Chapter 142: Choice