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"Five or six groups of messengers have already been sent out, but there has been no news from the palace yet."
Upon hearing this, the Earl of Pingyuan was so enraged that he felt a mouthful of blood rise to his throat.
But in an instant, he suppressed it.
At this moment, the Earl of Pingyuan understood that Emperor Yuanjing, or rather, Emperor Zhende, had given up on him.
Wei Changxuan's power has grown to the point that even Emperor Yuanjing has to take him seriously.
With the real Empress Joan of Arc not in the capital, he dared not have a direct confrontation with Wei Changxuan!
Thinking of this, a look of despair appeared in the eyes of the Earl of Pingyuan.
It was a lament of helplessness and despair over fate: "In the end, I still became someone else's pawn. Heaven is unfair! Unfair!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a chaotic chorus of screams erupted outside.
Several guards staggered in from outside the door, their faces ashen.
"My lord! They're here! Wei Changxuan has led his men in and stormed in!"
One of the guards shouted in great fear.
The Earl of Pingyuan's face turned pale instantly.
The teacup in my hand crashed to the ground and shattered into pieces.
He knew this moment had finally arrived.
But he never imagined it would come so quickly and violently.
"Guard all the gates; under no circumstances can they harm our families!"
Suppressing his inner panic, the Earl of Pingyuan gave the order in a deep voice.
He rose and walked to the center of the courtyard, attempting to direct the remaining guards in a final stand.
At this moment, the footsteps outside the mansion gradually approached, heavy and filled with murderous intent.
Wei Changxuan and his dozens of night watchmen had arrived at the gate.
The weapons in their hands gleamed coldly, and each person wore a ruthless expression.
boom!
With a loud crash, the sturdy gate collapsed under the combined impact of the group.
Wei Changxuan strode into the mansion, his eyes as cold as blades, and surveyed the chaotic scene around him.
"Anyone who opposes me will be killed without mercy!"
Wei Changxuan coldly declared.
Although the voice was not loud, it resonated in everyone's ears like a booming bell, exuding an unquestionable authority.
Immediately, many night watchmen drew their long swords and pointed them at the trembling guards in front of them.
Although these guards were filled with fear, they still fought with all their might at their master's command.
The two sides clashed in close combat, their swords flashing and blood and flesh flying everywhere.
Shouts of killing and screams of agony filled the air; the scene was horrific.
But Wei Changxuan didn't need to take action.
Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou, two fourth-rank martial artists, were able to easily deal with these guards in the mansion.
…………
Pfft——!
As the last guard's neck was slashed open by swords, blood splattered onto the face of the Earl of Pingyuan.
As Pingyuanbo witnessed all of this, his despair reached its peak.
He stared at the chaotic and bloody scene before him, his eyes empty and filled with despair.
He knew that the Pingyuan Marquis's mansion was completely finished today!
The title of Marquis of Pingyuan, which has been passed down for many years, is about to be completely ruined in his generation...!
Chapter 58 The Beautiful Imperial Preceptor's Request! Dual Cultivation Techniques!
Inside the Pingyuan Earl's residence, a biting wind howled.
An atmosphere of oppression and unease permeated the air.
On the tall courtyard wall, withered yellow leaves swirled and drifted down in the cold wind.
It seemed to foreshadow some tragic fate.
Wei Changxuan stood in front of the courtyard gate,
He wore a long white robe, his face as cold and stern as if carved by a knife.
A hint of ruthlessness was revealed in his eyes.
"Earl of Pingyuan!"
He spoke coldly, though his voice was not loud.
Yet, in the quiet night, it sounded exceptionally clear and jarring.
"You have nowhere to run. Come out and surrender!"
At this moment, the Earl of Pingyuan spoke in a slightly trembling voice:
"Wei Changxuan, you've won..."
The speaker was none other than the Earl of Pingyuan, who had been driven to the brink of despair.
His voice was low and hoarse, filled with helplessness and despair.
I knew this day would come.
I never imagined I'd end up like this!
His tone was tinged with sorrow and lamentation about his own fate.
Upon hearing this, Wei Changxuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile.
"Heh, there are many things you haven't considered!"
He walked forward step by step.
Each step seemed to rest on the last glimmer of hope in the heart of the Earl of Pingyuan.
The Earl of Pingyuan finally slowly raised his head.
His face was filled with sorrow and exhaustion.
"It's all over...but,"
Please grant me, Linglong100, one last request—please spare my family. (1055)
His eyes were filled with pleading.
"They are innocent, and I bear all the blame."
Faced with this dying plea, Wei Changxuan merely gave a cold laugh.
"Don't worry! My sword won't harm the old or the young!"
Wei Changxuan's smile carried a strange undertone.
However, the arrival of night completely concealed that inexplicable smile.
"Really? I'll do anything you ask, as long as you don't kill my family!"
Pingyuanbo's face immediately showed a pleading expression.
"Anything?!"
As Wei Changxuan said this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
This refers to the identity of the Marquis of Pingyuan as a trusted younger brother of Emperor Zhende.
It plays an indispensable role in the empire's clandestine affairs.
It is clearly more appropriate to utilize them than to simply kill them.
With this in mind, Wei Changxuan decided to temporarily detain the other party instead of killing him on the spot.
"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. You'll see when the time comes!"
Immediately afterwards, Wei Changxuan gave instructions to the night watchmen.
They quickly stepped forward and subdued the Earl of Pingyuan, who had lost the will to resist, and took him away as instructed.
To be on the safe side, Wei Changxuan also had Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou personally guard Pingyuanbo.
Watching the receding figure disappear into the night.
The once quiet mansion was once again filled with weeping.
The air was filled with shouts—the servants all knelt down.
He wept bitterly, wailing over his impending fate.
The whole scene was incredibly bleak.
But at this moment, Wei Changxuan had no thoughts of compassion or pity.
These people usually act arrogantly and domineeringly, relying on the power of the Marquis of Pingyuan.
He also helped Pingyuanbo with his human trafficking business.
Therefore, it doesn't matter if we kill them.
Wei Changxuan gave him a single glance.
Apart from the direct relatives of the Earl of Pingyuan, everyone else present was killed.
"As for you..."
Wei Changxuan looked at the family members of the Marquis of Pingyuan and slowly drew a small knife from his waist.
"I promised Marquis Pingyuan that I wouldn't kill you with a broadsword! However... I, Wei, also have a small knife, which I use to kill the old and the young! You can all die now!"