The maid who couldn't breathe struggled desperately, trying to call for help.
But it’s not like no one outside heard the sound here.
But who dares to come in?
The doctor next to him who had just prescribed medicine lay on the ground fearfully, wishing he could burrow his head into the cracks in the ground, but he did not dare to stop him.
Everyone could see that Li Yinhu was going crazy at this time.
Anyone who stops is seeking death.
Soon, the maid's struggle subsided.
Li Yinhu didn't throw her to the ground until he was sure that the maid in his hand was dead.
Panting heavily, after venting like this, Li Yinhu finally regained some of his consciousness.
"Take it down and clean it up."
Li Yinhu's voice was calm and ruthless.
Someone came in immediately and dragged the maid's body away.
"Come and give me medicine."
Li Yinhu said to the doctor coldly.
The doctor was horrified.
But he did not dare to disobey Li Yinhu. He could only pick up the ointment on the ground tremblingly and carefully apply the good medicine to Li Yinhu.
"Don't worry, I am not killing innocent people indiscriminately."
At this time, Li Yinhu's words made the doctor's face turn pale.
He didn't dare to speak, but he just took the medicine as soon as possible.
"You're very good. Go and collect the reward."
Li Yinhu sent away the frightened doctor who was paralyzed. He was about to take a good rest, exhausted both physically and mentally. When he returned to his bedroom, he opened the door and saw a woman, dressed in white and covered with gauze, sitting in the middle of the room.
Li Yinhu's movement to open the door froze and his pupils shrank. Then the next second, he immediately entered the room and closed the door. He stared at the saint in front of him and said through gritted teeth: "You still have the nerve to appear in front of me?"
The saint said coldly: "The plan failed, and I, the White Lotus Sect, suffered the greatest loss. Why am I embarrassed to appear in front of the prince?"
Li Yinhu said angrily: "If you weren't useless, how could the plan fail!?"
The saint turned her head and looked at Li Yinhu, with no emotion in her cold and unparalleled eyes.
"My lord, please think before you speak. Otherwise, you will offend the White Lotus Sect, which will do you no good."
Li Yinhu laughed sinisterly and said: "You are like a lost dog now, how dare you threaten me!?"
"So what if it's a threat?"
The saint said coldly: "This group of masters has been lost. It is indeed a big loss, but the hundreds of years of foundation of my White Lotus Sect can still be damaged. Does the prince really want to break up with me?"
These words made Li Yinhu's face twitch.
After thinking for a moment, Li Yinhu said coldly: "Now there are people arresting you outside. Do you want to take refuge here?"
"I'm afraid there are no fewer informants in the palace than outside. The prince knows this very well." The saint said calmly.
These words are not very offensive, but they are extremely insulting.
Li Yinhu suppressed the anger that was about to boil and roared: "What on earth do you want to do!?"
"The prince is not dead. The prince will be killed by the prince sooner or later. Does the prince intend to let it go?"
The saint said coldly: "The supreme dragon chair in the world, the ultimate authority over tens of millions of people, the ability to control the life and death of millions of people, the prince doesn't want these? What about his life?"
"When the prince is in his current position, he can only advance but not retreat. Once he advances, he will be the emperor. If he retreats, he will die."
The saint's voice seemed to have a magical sound that was convincing.
"Your Majesty, don't you want to kill the prince completely?"
Li Yinhu's expression changed, sometimes sober and sometimes crazy. At this moment, an old cough sounded. It was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the saint's ears.
