The Cold-Faced Tyrant Favors the Poisonous Concubine

"The Northern Qi Dynasty has been destroyed, seal the city gates! Massacre the city!" The young man's back straightened, he waved the battle flag in his hand and gave an order, causing the entire imperial capital to howl incessantly. Dark black clouds lay above the Northern Qi Imperial Palace, like a dragon breaking free from its restraints, eyeing its prey under the gray sky. "Master, what should we do with Emperor Yun's princes and princesses?" "Kill - no - pardon!" Saying these three words fiercely, the young man wearing half a silver mask on horseback remained silent for a long time. The hidden weapon in his right hand was inserted into the palm of his hand unknowingly. The deep pain made him gasp...