An old face deformed under Li Chen's boots. The expression on Wang Tenghuan's face was painful, but more importantly, he was embarrassed.
A dignified first-class bachelor was trampled under his feet. Even if this person was the current prince, it was an absolutely unacceptable shame and humiliation.
"You humiliate me like this, so I'm not afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?"
Li Chen directly interrupted Wang Tenghuan's muffled voice because he was stepped on the face, and said indifferently: "Are you afraid of the accusations of the people in the world, the verbal and written criticism of the civil and military officials in the court, or are you afraid that Wang Tenghuan will bring my reputation to ruin?"
As he spoke, Li Chen's ankle was crushed twice, and Wang Tenghuan suddenly let out a painful howl, holding Li Chen's calf tightly with both hands, trying to move the leg away from his head.
But his arms couldn't twist his thighs, and Wang Tenghuan's hands couldn't shake Li Chen at all.
"Originally, political fights and personal vendettas are all a matter between you and me. They are the internal affairs of the Qin Dynasty. No amount of fighting can be overdone. After all, what threat do you, an old guy like you, pose to this palace? None of that. You are just...
You are the weakest and bulliest old dog in the cabinet. It doesn't matter whether I keep you or kill you."
"But you are really disgusting to me today."
"He punches hard in front of his own people, and often shows off his official power as a first-class academician of the dynasty. He can even say things to force me to marry him, but in front of the people of Liao, he grovels and wishes he could lie on the ground.
Licking the other person’s shoes?”
Li Chen looked down at Wang Tenghuan, his eyes full of murderous intent.
"I like licking shoes so much, I will let you lick them all today!"
Li Chen's boots crushed Wang Tenghuan's face repeatedly, causing his old and well-maintained face to suddenly turn into a painted face.
The grinding of the soles and skin caused Wang Teng to scream in pain. His face turned red, whether from shame or anger.
Tortured by the huge pain, Wang Tenghuan almost went crazy. He stared at Li Chen and cursed angrily: "Li Chen! You are cruel and cruel. You treat your servants like this. Just wait. As long as I have a breath, I will go to Qianqing Palace."
Kneel down and wake up Your Majesty. The imperial court and Your Majesty will never allow you to act like this!"
Li Chen sneered, leaned over slightly to look at Wang Tenghuan, and asked: "What on earth gave you the illusion that you think you can go back alive today?"
He raised his hand and thrust the scabbard of Daliang Longque in his hand into Wang Tenghuan's mouth. With just one blow, Wang Tenghuan's two front teeth were broken.
Blood, broken teeth, and the scabbard filled Wang Tenghuan's mouth, making him want to speak but couldn't sob.
Wang Tenghuan, who was in pain, angry and anxious, struggled wildly as if he was stunned. Li Chen's eyes became more and more indifferent.
Gradually, Wang Tenghuan, who was suffocated by the backflow of blood, turned blue and purple. The increasingly thinner oxygen in his body and the increasingly painful hypoxic reaction made him feel the terror of death.
His eyes were no longer resentful and vicious, but full of pleading and fear.
He hugged Li Chen's legs tightly and tried his best to say: "Spare, spare my life..."
Li Chen said indifferently: "Those who have made mistakes can be forgiven, but those who have broken backs and are flattering on the outside but fierce on the inside should be punished!"
After Li Chen finished speaking, he grasped the hilt of the sword and drew it outward. The clear sword light flickered and shone on Wang Tenghuan's eyes, making him blindly white and unable to see anything clearly.
He only heard the whistling sound of the long sword cutting through the air, and then there was a chill in his throat...
