"Guards, guards! Take this unfilial child and lock him up!" Li Liang trembled with rage.
Though he and Xu Xing were enemies, not friends, he had to admit that Emperor Tiande was undoubtedly one of the foremost talents under the sky. His own son, while no mediocrity, was far from a match for Emperor Tiande. The difference between them was vast.
"Father..."
"I implore you once more, rescind your order."
Li Xiaozu pressed the sword deeper against his own neck. In an instant, fresh blood stained the blade. As he spoke, blood flowed unceasingly.
He was a man of honor; he would never send his own wife to Ascending Dragon Mansion as a hostage.
"Stop it, you!" Li Liang roared, stepping forward to intervene.
