Pei Shu'er smiled and said, "For you, it doesn't matter who becomes the Emperor, as long as you can live well. We can guarantee that as long as you sincerely surrender, neither you nor your relatives will be harmed."
More and more Da Zheng soldiers dropped their weapons and came forward with their hands raised.
Of course, there were also some loyalists who wanted to follow the late Emperor to the end and were about to fight desperately with Pei Shu'er and others.
Pei Shu'er smiled, "No, the one you really need to fight is the South Border Saintess, Lin Shiyao. Haven't you realized your Emperor has long been controlled by Gu Worms? He might even have died long ago."
"If you don't believe it, think carefully."
Many people's faces changed, the more they thought, the more plausible it seemed.
For example, when the Emperor left Lin Shiyao, he didn't say a word, dazed like a wooden man.
And his actions were completely opposite to his usual style.
