At this point, anyone with a bit of intelligence knows that Lin Zifeng's attempt to assassinate the Emperor is absolutely within his grasp. The accusation of assassination failure and the killing of Dongfang Haoxuan is purely fabricated.
As Lin Zifeng's figure drew closer, a determined expression appeared on Liu Jihong's resolute face, rising through the solemnity as he almost hoarsely shouted to the Liu fatty nearby, "Bring me the sword!"
Even if Liu fatty was a fool, he understood what his father planned to do — to fight Lin Zifeng was simply asking for death!
Immediately, he shook his head vigorously, blocking his sword at his waist behind him. But unexpectedly, Liu Jihong saw this and suddenly raised his palm, delivering a heavy slap across Liu fatty's face full of rotund flesh.
"Slap..."
