1169 Impeaching You
This punk was reminding him that he had just returned to the capital after winning a victorious battle under the Vassal Prince of An'nan. If he were to deal with that guy here on the street, it would dishearten the soldiers and maybe even spark off the common people's disapproval.
Mo Lian curled his lips into an unexpected smile.
Yet even though he had a smile on his face, an exceptionally chilly light flickered in his eyes.
"Let Us tell you something." Mo Lian's eyes flashed as he snickered, "If We want you to die today, you will definitely not witness tomorrow's sun."
He raised his gaze, gesturing to those two hidden guards with a nod.
The latter abruptly slashed Nian Chong's neck with his knife so rapidly that there was no space to maneuver.
His body soon slumped to the ground, his eyes still glowering even in death.
Old Jia and the others also felt a piercing chill creeping up from their feet. They didn't dare take a deep breath, only stealing glances at the crown prince.
The thousands upon tens of thousands of common people lining both sides of the streets also slowed their breathing. They all looked down as they knelt, fearing to lift their gazes.
Corpses truly littered the ground whenever His Highness the Crown Prince got angry. No one dared to face His Highness's rage directly.
"Go and investigate this person's evildoing and make it public to the common people in the Central Plaza," the crown prince ordered apathetically.
"Yes!"
"Summon Censor Li and Censor Chen for Us. We will submit an impeachment memorial to the king for the Vassal Prince of An'nan's failure to discipline his troops."
Everyone: "…"
Crown Prince the Great was a vengeful person as expected!
Having just returned to the capital, the Vassal Prince of An'nan probably hadn't even warmed the chair in his audience with the king, yet now the crown prince was going to submit a memorial to impeach him…
Duan Yue almost guffawed, but he then acted dumb and commented, "Today wasn't a futile trip."
He watched a pretty good show!
Meanwhile, Crown Prince Mo gave Shi Zhong another glance. "What are you gawking for? Escort these Northern Qi prisoners of war to the North Battalion. If there are still people who dare to obstruct you, We permit you to kill them."
"Yes, this humble general receives his order!" Shi Zhong energetically took the prisoners of war off of Old Jia's hands and escorted them to the North Battalion outside the city.
"We're returning to the palace." While narrowing his eyes, Crown Prince Mo turned to urge his horse to leave.
After a long time had passed, Old Jia and the other military officers finally moved their petrified bodies and looked at each other in dismay.
The crowd had also dispersed, afraid to take another look at the corpse on the ground.
Although the Vassal Prince of An'nan was quite formidable for returning after his victory in battle, his subordinates still couldn't be so rude and defy His Highness the Crown Prince!
He could only blame himself for his bad fortune for getting executed in His Highness's fit of pique…
Their Crown Prince the Great was not any normal person, after all.
Let alone a mere Vassal Prince of An'nan, perhaps even the Old Vassal King of An'nan didn't dare to be so insolent before His Highness.
After carrying Qiao Mu back to the palace, the crown prince first sent the Qiao Family a message to placate them, informing them of the situation. He then had someone bring Shaoyao over to attend to her.
However, the little lady started to look left and right for a cultivation ground upon reaching this "unfamiliar" place. When she couldn't find one even after half the day, she glared at the crown prince with an accusatory expression.
"Okay, okay, okay. We'll go cultivate after eating first. You will only have the strength to cultivate effectively on a full stomach. My Qiaoqiao has gotten so skinny from hunger. If I had known, I wouldn't have let you go to the Mystic Beast Forest secret realm for practical training."
