"Qian Fu, you have left the secular world to cultivate your mind. You should speak less of court affairs," the Beili Emperor said, staring down at him. "Every single one of their actions today is a crime punishable by the extermination of their entire clan. I have already shown great mercy by not implicating their families. Do not test my patience further."
"Every action has a consequence. As for why they have acted this way, Your Majesty knows full well."
"Enough." The Beili Emperor had no desire to hear another word.
The Emperor's elite Hidden Guards took action, and it wasn't long before Zhan Chi, Gu Shuo, and Qian Fanji were grievously wounded.
"Stop! All of you, stop!" Dean Chen and Du Yi arrived at the foot of the mountain, leading a group of men.
Qian Fanji and the others showed no signs of stopping. To them, the imperial decree was a bitter, laughable irony. 'Justice is something we have to seize for ourselves.'
