Chapter 684: Graceful Attire

tly.Even Zhao Xuanji’s gaze towards Li Yinhou was filled with inexplicable meaning."Li Yinhu! Do you know what you're saying!"Zhao Qinglan's voice was like ice. She said, "Every word you've spoken is...Chapter 684: Clothes Flowing in the Wind

Prince Li Junze, who was always known for his low-key demeanor and gentle appearance, was now being tortured by Li Chen to the point of near insanity. Everyone watching this scene felt a chill run down their spine.

That scream, piercing the heavens, tore at one's eardrums.

And even all the princes and ministers present felt a chill down their spines, subconsciously turning their gazes to the woman who came with the flashing blade.

Clad in white, her robes fluttering like snow, she was as pure and holy as a snow lotus on Heaven's Peak. Such elegance and sanctity were taken to the extreme; she seemed more like a celestial being than a mortal.

More like a celestial being who has fallen to earth.

She was just such a banished immortal, holding a clear and sharp long sword, still dripping with blood.

A beauty of the world should be with such soulful and passionate things as poetry, wine, and painting. But this blade, representing ferocity and murderous intent, along with the blood it carries, adds a touch of eerily painted crimson to the hearts of all who behold her.

With a thud, the hulking man's headless body hit the ground.

The blood instantly converged into a pool, and the pool spread along the slope. Even though the square in front of Taihe Palace was spacious enough and the air circulation was good, one could still smell the faint scent of blood at their nose.

A living person, just like that, died.

...to die in such a pathetic way. ...

This scene was hard for most officials who had spent their lives in bureaucracy to accept.

Those who were more timid, paled and trembled, their foreheads beaded with cold sweat.

And Li Junze's terrified and desperate screams only intensified the already grim atmosphere at the scene.

And behind the burly man, over a hundred of his men who had followed him gaped in disbelief.

They couldn't understand. Their side was clearly the dominant one at present, Prince Li Chen should be the one begging for mercy, so why could the prince be so aggressive!

Couldn't he possibly know that with over a hundred men charging up, even with an unparalleled expert by his side, they would be hopelessly outnumbered As long as they were willing to die and fight, they could definitely kill Li Chen.

Each of them clutched their weapons tightly, their mental defenses on the verge of collapse under the immense terror and shock.

Once they lose control, over a hundred experts going berserk would definitely kill everyone present without any regard for consequences.

Anyway, whether it's a horizontal or vertical death, the outcome is the same. So why not die gloriously

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Even the most obtuse could sense the imminent danger lurking in their eyes.

Some people muttered that Li Chen was simply reckless. What use was it to kill one person at this time These over a hundred people were the real lunatics.

Some people were also secretly thinking about how they could escape if things went into chaos...

While Li Chen seemed completely oblivious to the shift in the atmosphere.

He slapped Li Junze's head back with his hand, silencing his howls, and then pulled him forward before striking him across the face with a resounding slap.

"What is all this racket Your incessant chatter gives me a headache."

Li Chen slapped Li Junze like he was beating up a grandson. Li Junze almost completely broke down, crying and howling as he retreated.

Li Chen chased after him, taking one step and delivering a slap. Li Junze retreated step by step, his whole head visibly beaten into a pig's head.

One retreat, one advance, two people taking turns entering and leaving. Li Chen actually walked straight through the crowd of over a hundred people, nonchalantly fanning Li Junze's backside all the way. diplomatic mission members into the East Palace, the official in charge of chanting at the Ministry of Rites proclaimed loudly.Of course, a specialized position should be handled by a professional....