50: Chapter 50 The Emperor's Arrival - Part 2
Qin Xiaogan looked at Li Changtian, who seemed to have lost his mind, and smiled faintly.
Then, he raised the kitchen knife and prepared to swing it at Li Changtian's neck.
Marquis of Champions said in a deep voice, "Qin Xiaogan, stop."
"Although I also dislike Li Changtian, Great Zhou cannot afford to lose another marquis."
Qin Xiaogan did not reply, only glancing indifferently at Huo Quji.
At this moment.
A cold, clear voice came from behind Huo Quji.
"Uncle Huo, did Marquis Qin die in vain? Did the lives of the tens of thousands in the Qin Family all die in vain!?"
Dragging her heavily injured body, Wu Yishui walked step by step toward Qin Xiaogan.
Huo Quji was about to reach out to hold her back when he realized he couldn't move at all.
He sighed deeply, "If someone must die, then take my life instead!"
The corners of Qin Xiaogan's mouth curled up, "Easy enough."
Saying this, Qin Xiaogan made a move to chop off Huo Quji's head.
Huo Quji hurriedly said, "Easy my ass, I was joking! Who cares about this old guy's life or death?"
"Kill him, kill him, lest I get annoyed looking at him."
The smile on Qin Xiaogan's face deepened.
Wu Yishui walked to Qin Xiaogan's side and said respectfully, "Emperor Qin, this subordinate has an unreasonable request, and I hope you will grant it."
Qin Xiaogan refused, "No."
Wu Yishui's beautiful eyes stared intently at Qin Xiaogan, and she said somewhat aggrievedly, "Emperor Qin, I haven't even stated my request yet."
"It's not important."
Wu Yishui looked dejected and lowered her head, "Yes."
Qin Xiaogan's expression was cold and stern; he gripped the kitchen knife tightly, then swung it lightly and casually in one direction.
"Snap."
A chilling, crisp sound rang out, and another large head instantly soared into the air.
The head tumbled in mid-air, blood spraying out like a fountain, filling the air with a thick, pungent scent of blood.
And the owner of this head was the Li Family's retainer—Jiang Sheng.
Perhaps he never imagined in his entire life that joining the Li Family would be his dead end.
Everyone swallowed hard.
This Emperor Qin's style of action was completely unfathomable; he killed whenever he wanted, acting recklessly and willfully.
Having seen his fair share of storms, Marquis Wuan's inner defenses had already collapsed.
He did not want to sit and wait for death.
He wanted to try playing the emotional card...
Marquis Wuan said in a deep voice, "Nephew, there might have been a misunderstanding regarding what happened back then. Can we sit down and talk about it properly?"
Qin Xiaogan ignored Marquis Wuan.
Instead, he raised the blood-stained kitchen knife and hacked fiercely at Li Changtian's throat.
"Squelch!"
"Snap!!!"
Accompanied by this crisp sound, Li Changtian's head and body were cruelly severed.
Crimson, pungent blood surged into the sky like a fountain, spreading wildly and dyeing a large portion of the sky red.
A low and distant ringing seemed to faintly echo in the sky, a sound as if it were a lament from the heavens, singing a sorrowful dirge for the fall of a marquis.
Qin Xiaogan gave a casual, light kick.
Li Changtian's head, like a leaf caught in the wind, fell without any resistance right at the feet of Marquis Wuan.
Marquis Wuan's pupils shrank violently; the fear in his heart, like a surging tide, spread crazily through his body.
He didn't want to die yet!
Qin Xiaogan looked at the grim-faced Marquis Wuan and said playfully, "Are you afraid of death?"
"It is clearly a beautiful opera."
As if his scars had been ripped open, Marquis Wuan roared, "You madman! Executioner! Butcher! Devil! You will be struck down by the heavens!"
"The world is ignorant; they do not understand the mercy of death."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Qin Xiaogan paced toward Marquis Wuan.
Just then, Marquis Wuan's expression suddenly became extremely humble. In a tone bordering on begging, he said, "Spare me, Emperor Qin. Our two families have been on good terms for generations, and I have never done anything to wrong the Qin Family."
"Back then, when my daughter was taken hostage, I was forced to..."
The few people still alive nearby couldn't help but sigh deeply upon hearing this.
Their eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and sorrow.
Marquis Wuan's fate would perhaps be their fate as well.
Feng Tao, who had been silent on the side for a long time, suddenly blocked the path in front of Marquis Wuan.
She looked at Qin Xiaogan with pleading eyes, "Xiaoqin, he is Xi Yun's father! You don't really want to kill him, right?"
Qin Xiaogan said gently, "Move aside."
Feng Tao spoke with a sobbing tone, "Whether you... are Emperor Qin or Gan Xiaoqin, I only know that you saved me three times. In my heart, you are not as cruel as they say. You are a good person; you won't kill... Marquis Xie, right?"
Feng Tao finished the last sentence while almost trembling.
Qin Xiaogan was expressionless; he was just about to raise his knife.
Wu Yishui hurriedly dragged her heavily injured body and knelt before Qin Xiaogan, "Emperor Qin, this person previously pleaded for me. I wish to take her under my command and have her serve you."
Qin Xiaogan slightly retracted his hand holding the knife and said coldly, "Take her away."
"Yes!"
Wu Yishui's face lit up with joy; she swung her right hand violently, and a demonic spear appeared.
Immediately after, the demonic spear moved with lightning speed, piercing through Feng Tao's clothes and then tightly wrapping around her.
Feng Tao still wanted to say something.
Wu Yishui hurriedly used the evil energy of the demonic spear to seal her red lips.
Then, Wu Yishui waved her hand gently.
The demonic spear took Feng Tao and quickly moved away from Marquis Wuan.
Seeing this scene.
Wu Yishui breathed a sigh of relief.
When she saw that Feng Tao was not restricted by Qin Xiaogan's mental field, she knew that perhaps Qin Xiaogan had never intended to kill Feng Tao from the start.
Otherwise, if it were someone Qin Xiaogan was determined to kill, even if she had ten thousand guts.
She would not have dared to plead for them.
Marquis Wuan watched Feng Tao being taken away, and the only hope in his heart shattered.
His expression suddenly and eerily returned to calm, "Emperor Qin, I have a question. Could you answer it for me before I die?"
Qin Xiaogan said indifferently, "Speak."
Marquis Wuan stared intently at Qin Xiaogan and asked word by word, "Your strength is heaven-defying; why must you toy with us?"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Marquis of Champions also held his breath, waiting for Qin Xiaogan's answer.
A bright smile suddenly bloomed on Qin Xiaogan's face.
"You are just like puppets, and I pull the strings."
"And you must dance."
"To add a touch of pleasure for me."