'Huh?'
King Zhongshun blinked his dry eyes.
Right now, his heart was already in a state of dead ashes.
Who would have thought there would be hope after the end of the road?
'What's going on?'
He looked at Sun Lang's face, trying to figure out his intentions.
Soon, he figured it out.
The resentment and hatred that exploded in his heart when he was about to die had taken him back and forth between life and death in just a few breaths. He had thoroughly seen through his imperial father's indifference and the imperial family's heartlessness.
And now, this madman had spared him. It was obvious what his intentions were.
He suddenly laughed maniacally.
When people were about to die, they could throw away many unnecessary things. Their vision and thoughts would be unprecedentedly clear. King Zhongshun was like this. In the blink of an eye, he had figured out everything that had happened tonight.
His smile was full of mockery, as if he had just discovered the most ridiculous thing in the world.
Sun Lang had already let go of his hand, allowing King Zhongshun to lean against the door and laugh.
The young prince had escaped death. He pointed at Sun Lang and sat on the ground, slapping his thighs. His voice was getting louder and louder.
He laughed until he was out of breath. "So … so that's how it is …"
He said.
"The reason they gave me a second chance to deal with you was so that they could make use of trash and set a trap for you. My life and death are no longer in their consideration …"
At this point, his face was full of mockery. He continued to laugh. "Even now, even now, it's a trap. Your attack on the Copper Sparrow Pavilion is bound to cause a huge commotion. You've also trapped me here. If the fourteenth prince is trapped at the palace gates and beaten to death, no matter what, it'll be very troublesome.
"This is also my dear imperial father's intention … What's a son's life?
And he's already an abandoned pawn. Using this insignificant life to create openings and problems for a mortal enemy is simply too profitable, isn't it?
He's actually willing to throw away his face like this. He's actually afraid of you to this extent! "
Sun Lang didn't say anything.
But the young prince's face was full of malice.
He looked at Sun Lang and chuckled. "So, even if I die, I can still cause you trouble. Yes, Sun Lang, if I kill myself now, will you still be so carefree?"
Sun Lang remained calm and collected. "Then let's see who you hate more, me or your father."
King Zhong Shun roared with laughter, "What do you think?
He was the one who sent me to my death. He was the one who didn't tell me anything about you. He was the one who watched me fall into a desperate situation. He was the one who wanted to use me as trash. He was the one who closed the palace doors and watched me die!
Ha, no wonder he's the emperor, no wonder he's all alone! "
He struggled to get up: "Such a monarch!
This kind of Imperial Father!
A humble family still cherishes the kinship between father and son, but a humble family also has filial piety. As the Emperor of the Nine and Five, you are so cold and heartless, why are you so mean to me?
How can you treat me so poorly! "
King Zhong Shun's eyes flashed fiercely. The seed of rebellion had already taken root and sprouted in his heart. At this moment, the title of King Zhong Shun had become the greatest irony.
He said resolutely: "If I die, I'll wait for them below. If I don't die, they can wait!"
Sun Lang smiled and stretched out his hand. "Welcome to the group …"
King Zhong Shun reached out to shake it. "From today onwards, we will advance and retreat together …"
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, followed by a powerful surge of energy. His entire body slammed into the palace doors. Pain radiated from his back, and in front of him was a burning, hellish killing intent.
"— Do you think I'll say that?
Before that, I have to make you understand one thing. "
"That is, I've forgiven you. Temporarily."
"Yes, I've forgiven you temporarily."
"Even if you led troops to Jinling, even if you provoked my grandmother, even if your actions indirectly put Rongguo Manor in danger, even if you were one of the accomplices in my grandmother's death …"
Sun Lang's voice was calm, but it was like a volcano was surging and burning within.
Yet his tone was incredibly calm.
"But I've still forgiven you, temporarily. Even if you've done so many outrageous things … I've still forgiven you. You're a smart man. You know what this means."
"You'd best remember this."
Sun Lang's voice grew deeper and deeper, like a silent but deadly beast. He slapped King Zhong Shun's face and said slowly, "You know what you should do now that you've escaped with your life."
His murderous intent, terrifying aura, terrifying deterrence, and soul-destroying whispers caused King Zhong Shun to recall some things. He remembered that the man in front of him had absolutely nothing to do with magnanimity and kindness. He was a madman. The only reason he had spared him was because he wanted revenge to come at him more fiercely.
He was just an accomplice … at most, an accomplice. Moreover, he was also a victim.
After learning that there was hope for survival, his heart was once again filled with the taste of fear. But the excitement in his heart ultimately outweighed the fear. He was a man who had died once, and his soul had once been immersed in the depths of hell.
Even if he had been rescued, his soul had already been stained with the colors of hell.
His smile became dark and sinister. Gritting his teeth, he laughed and said, "Good, good, good."
"I know you hate me, and I know you also want me to die. But the enemy of my enemy has the possibility of becoming my friend. I hate your father, and you hate him too. So we can work together to do something, something that you really want to do now …"
Sun Lang stretched out his hand and poked King Zhongshun's chest. Incomparably sharp Sword Qi seeped into King Zhongshun's body through his fingertips. "You hate me, so you might try to pull some tricks. But before you do anything, think about what happened in Jinling, and think about what happened today. You won't have a third chance, so think before you act. There are many ways to punish you, such as returning you to your daddy."
Take a guess. Will he be like me and take you in as a follower again? "
King Zhong Shun looked at Sun Lang's face. His expression changed from fear to malevolence, and from malevolence to respect. His voice was calm as he said, "I know."
Sun Lang finally smiled. "Then we've reached a consensus."
"Welcome to our team, young prince."
"If you know what's good for you, there will be many opportunities for us to work together. For the sake of your life, and for the sake of your desire for revenge, I suggest you do your job of killing father and son."
"I really like watching this kind of drama. I really like watching your father become a true loner, betrayed, abandoned, and lost everything. I want to let him have a taste of the same feeling."
He revealed a smile that was even deeper, colder, and crueler than King Zhong Shun's.
King Zhong Shun was certain of one thing.
This avenger who had survived the battle of the Great Barren Mountain must have gone mad long ago.
But it didn't matter. This was actually good.
Because he had also gone mad.
"Since we've reached a consensus, we should go."
Sun Lang smiled. "There are still many things to do at the Copper Sparrow Pavilion. Since you've forsaken the darkness for the light, we can use an even better reason to accuse a deer of being a horse. While we're at it, we can also see what little tricks your father has up his sleeve. Look forward to it. Under my wise guidance, you'll experience the thrill of slapping your father. Trust me, it'll be very satisfying."
Right outside the Gate of Heaven Influence, he spoke such disrespectful words without hiding anything.
A marshal and a prince revealed rebellious smiles at the same time.
King Zhong Shun stretched his arms and legs, then took one last deep look at the Gate of Heaven Influence, then at the tightly shut palace gates. Now that the seed of revenge had sprouted, the man who had died once had a new obsession. He swore that he would one day charge into the majestic Imperial City, stand before that man, and personally ask him.
Ask him what he was thinking tonight, and why he didn't open the palace gates.
And Sun Lang only reached out and knocked on the Gate of Heaven Influence. The tall vermilion palace gates rumbled. The thick iron gates were completely unable to block out the voice of the new Shentse general. It floated into the Imperial City and spread far and wide, reaching the ears of every soldier of the Imperial Palace who were on high alert.
"Imperial Guards, come out and clean up the mess."
It was a great humiliation.
To the Imperial Guards, what happened today was a great humiliation. If it weren't for military orders, they would have charged out long ago … As the saying goes, if a monarch was humiliated, his subjects would die. No matter who the person outside was, his actions were simply appalling and lawless to the extreme.
If this could be tolerated, what could be tolerated?
But … the monarch tolerated it.
When the person outside spoke, he did not lower his voice. Instead, he deliberately spread it out so that the Imperial Guards who were on standby within the palace walls could hear him clearly. They wished they could plug their ears. Such rebellious words were simply unacceptable. But tonight, many people heard it.
The person outside did not mind anyone knowing.
As for the Emperor …
The loyal and devoted Imperial Guards exchanged uneasy glances and quietly looked in the direction of Yuji Hall behind them. It was still quiet there. Even though something like this had happened, there was no reaction.
It was so absurd that it was like a dream.
You look at me, I look at you. These Imperial Guards were at a loss and a little scared.
That person … who was he?
They would know by tomorrow at the latest.
Many people would know.
Eunuch Feng was silent for a long time, like a statue standing in the night wind. Then, he moved. He silently turned and walked in the direction of Yuji Hall, but his figure was slightly bent.
He was an official close to the Emperor and had a lot of seniority. He was greatly favored by the Emperor, so he knew a lot.
He recognized Sun Lang's identity and knew the source of his hatred. Honestly speaking, when it came to right and wrong, the right naturally sided with Commander Of War.
But there were many things in the world that could not be measured by right or wrong. He was an official close to the Emperor. His fate was tied to his master. From his standpoint, the Emperor was not wrong. The one who was wrong was Jia Ying.
Even if the Emperor had done something wrong, he could not be so resolute and ruthless …
But at the same time, regardless of whether it was the reason or the standpoint, no matter what he thought, it was not important. What was important was that what had happened tonight made this old and talented eunuch feel uneasy. He had already foreseen the arrival of a storm.