2508 Kill!
Fang Su charged forward with several Greenwood Guards. They gripped Mo Zhuangâs arms and twisted them behind his back.
Mo Zhuang raised his head and roared sinisterly, âWhat does Your Highness the Crown Prince mean by this?â
âWe just find you disagreeable!â Crown Prince Moâs answer made the common peopleâs hearts flinch.
âDetain and flog him!â The crown prince spoke these merciless words.
Fang Suâs eyebrow jerked as he raised his hand and swung it. He took the lead and grabbed Mo Zhuangâs arm while smacking a pill that sealed up oneâs spiritual energy into the latterâs mouth.
The next second, Fang Su kicked the hawk-nosed man to the ground.
While Mo Zhuang was still struggling, two Greenwood Guards beat down with their flogging sticks.
Mo Zhuang was agitated, infuriated, and angry. His subordinate imperial guards were also enraged and wanted to rush forward to rescue him, yet Mo Lianâs icy statement halted everyoneâs footsteps! âKill anyone who dares to disobey!!â
âKill! Kill! Kill!!â The entire Changle Boulevard echoed with the Violetwood Guardâs chants.
All the soldiers in the imperial guard shrunk their necks. They peeked at the crown prince with alarmed gazes. Afterwards, they settled down.
âThwack! Thwack, thwack! Thwack, thwack, thwack!â The sounds of flogging became more pronounced on the silent Changle Boulevard.
The common people all lowered their heads and held their breaths. They even did their best to slow down their breathing.
They truly were too afraid!
The crown prince consort wasnât even in awe of the people from the shrine.
However, it was even more terrifying whenever His Highness the Crown Prince did get angry. One sentence could decide a personâs life or death.
These two were dignitaries at the top of the political and social pyramid.
They were not people that lowly commoners could casually gossip about.
Even if a rumor spreads among the shrine believers, it could not be transmitted by way of these civiliansâ word of mouth.
Otherwise, based on the husband and wifeâs hardline methods, if they truly wanted to pursue the matter, those peopleâs entire families would die without a burial place .
All they could do was tightly shut their mouths and be smart. They shouldnât randomly shout along with the shrine believers!
Now, there were even more common people kowtowing on Changle Boulevard. They hated the troublemaking Lunisolar Shrine people even more!
What source of catastrophe, my *ss. Accordinging to them, these people from the shrine were the source of catastrophe instead.
If they hadnât been talking impudently and vilified His Highness the Crown Prince, how would the crown prince consort have put the entire Changle Boulevard under lockdown? The crown prince wouldnât have gotten angry and used harsh methods to suppress people!
Some people even revealed deep suspicion in their eyes.
This bizarre Holy Daughter had calculated that the crown prince consort who was about to return was the so-called source of catastrophe.
Then did she calculate that she would be met with great misfortune today? That the crown prince consort would beat her up so that the latterâs mother wouldnât even recognize the latter?
It seems like her calculations were off!
Calling her the shrineâs Holy Daughter was just an act!
âThe people from the Lunisolar Shrine are all ridiculous charlatans who speak frivolously! Relay Our order, flog each of the Lunisolar Shrine disciples 100 times. Imprison them all from this moment!â
âNo!â
âPlease, Your Highness, spare us!â
âYour Highness, Your Highness we know that weâre wrong! Spare us, Your Highness!â
The shrineâs believers wailed miserably.
The majority of people in this group were normal people. They would not live long after receiving these 100 flogs.
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