"Your Majesty, have you ever heard of Qing Junzi?"
On the high platform of the Forbidden City, I stood with my sword in hand and sneered at the Forbidden Army.
Behind him, the blade of Guan Ning's cavalry glowed coldly under the moonlight.
The civil and military officials in the court were trembling, and the young emperor on the dragon throne looked pale.
"Master Yuan, you... You want to rebel?!"
I slowly unfolded the edict in my hand, and there were six large seals on it.
"No, Your Majesty."
"What I want to clear up is the one lying on the back of Ming Dynasty to suck blood——"
"The entire Donglin Party!"
