"Yes!!!"
The armored soldiers obeyed the order, forcibly dragging Li Feng out of the study.
"Haha!!!"
Song Yu took a deep breath and then sat down, leaning against the dragon chair, pale but with an unusual flush. His body slightly trembled, feeling an unprecedented thrill.
It was the pleasure of having supreme power, of deciding life and death!
This is the joy of a ruler, this is the majesty of the Emperor!
The shackles are gone, the phoenix dances across the skies, the dragon soars over the seas, no longer bound by constraints.
"Hahaha!"
Suddenly, the Imperial Study resounded with wild laughter.
At the same time...
A group of Forbidden Guards held Li Feng tightly, bringing him outside Yangxin Hall, about to execute him with staffs.
Just then, a middle-aged man leading a team arrived, shouting at them sternly, "Stop!"
The execution guards hesitated, looking in disbelief at the newcomer, "Grand General, this is the Emperor's order..."
"Bang!!!"
