Dai Tianfeng kicked and cursed like a mad beast, completely losing the dignity of an emperor.
Golden spirit power flared uncontrollably around his legs—
Each kick wasn't just force;
It was like a crushing millstone.
Every stomp ground the remains on the floor into a horrifying smear of gore.
Flesh, bone, cloth—splattering everywhere.
But he didn't stop.
He couldn't stop.
He stomped faster, harder, more violently, as if his rage had devoured his sanity.
The reeking metallic smell of blood filled the grand hall.
All the civil and military officials were frozen in fear.
When had they ever seen their aloof, majestic Emperor…
Turn into this deranged, corpse-stomping maniac?
But the next second, realization dawned on them.
He's acting!
Acting for the Divine Envoy!
Acting for the God behind the Divine Envoy!
This was the Emperor's way of screaming:
"This beast has nothing to do with me!
I don't even know him!
See? I'm personally beating his corpse!"
Instantly, everyone's brains turned on.
Everyone joined the performance.
"Your Majesty!"
The goat-bearded Prime Minister bolted forward, grief written across his face, tears almost flowing.
"Your Majesty must calm down!
That wretched traitor isn't worth damaging your divine-like imperial body!"
A burly general slammed his fist on the floor, glaring at the mess of flesh like it owed him money.
"His death is too light!
Your Majesty should immediately issue a decree stripping him of his title and removing his name from the imperial lineage!"
"Correct!"
A civil official shrieked so loudly his voice cracked, terrified that the God might not hear him.
"Hang his corpse outside the city gate for forty-nine days!
Only then can the divine wrath be truly appeased!"
In an instant, the hall turned from deathly silence into a full-blown public criticism rally.
One by one, ministers competed—
Reciting classics!
Slapping the floor!
Spitting saliva everywhere!
All discussing only one topic:
How to brutally punish the puddle of flesh once known as Dai Mubai.
And of course—
How magnificently, beautifully, flawlessly the Divine Envoy killed him.
If Dai Tianfeng heard what they were thinking,
he would've picked up his boot—still soaked with his son's blood—
and kicked every one of them in the teeth.
Acting??
Acting your ancestors!!
I vomited blood out of sheer fury!
Are you bunch of blind dogs pretending you didn't see?!
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo simply stood there watching.
Their expressions said it all:
"So this is the Star Luo Emperor—
A monkey going rabid in a cage."
They weren't moved.
They weren't impressed.
They simply monitored Dai Tianfeng's every twitch.
If he dared to show even half a trace of disrespect toward Zhu Zhuyun—
They didn't need to wait three days.
Star Luo would get a brand new emperor today.
Finally, Dai Tianfeng exhausted himself.
He stood trembling, panting heavily.
He looked down again—
There was… no corpse left.
Only torn scraps of cloth.
Shredded fascia.
Bone chips.
And an unidentifiable bloody paste stuck stubbornly to the tiles.
The scene was stomach-turning.
"Someone!"
Dai Tianfeng roared hoarsely.
"Bring shovels!
Shovel this garbage up and throw it outside the city to feed the wild dogs!"
The imperial guards rushed in, trembling.
Seeing the mess, each one went pale.
The shovels in their hands rattling like loose teeth.
After issuing the order, Dai Tianfeng wiped cold sweat from his forehead—
then forced himself to turn back toward Ning Fengzhi.
He squeezed out a smile uglier than crying.
"School Master Ning…
Please convey a message to that Divine Adult."
"Tell him Dai Tianfeng will prepare generous offerings
and personally travel to Spirit City within three days
to kneel and beg forgiveness!"
But Ning Fengzhi didn't get the chance to respond.
Arms folded, Zhu Zhuyun suddenly laughed.
"Compensate?"
Her peach blossom eyes narrowed in mocking pity—
The look one gives a clueless bumpkin.
"You don't actually think the junk in your Star Luo treasury would catch my master's eye, do you?"
Dai Tianfeng nearly vomited blood again.
Yes.
He had forgotten.
What was the other party?
A God.
What were gold, silver, spirit bones, secret manuals…?
Probably not even worth sweeping out of Feng Ran Pavilion.
Then how…
was he supposed to apologize?
His mind turned blank.
Cold sweat dripped down his back.
Just when he was about to panic—
Zhu Zhuyun sighed in faint disappointment.
"To be honest, I really don't want to see you kneel before my master."
Dai Tianfeng's eyes lit up instantly.
Hope!
Zhuyun still remembered him!
She still cared about the Dai Family!
Good child!
Future daughter-in-law!
As expected, blood is thicker—
Her next sentence kicked him from heaven straight down to hell.
"Because then your Dai Family would still get to keep your dog lives.
That would be… such a pity."
BOOM.
The hope on Dai Tianfeng's face shattered.
Zhu Zhuyun's lips curled into a cold, venomous smile.
She enunciated each word with icy clarity—
every syllable slapping the hall like thunder.
"Your Dai Family has sat on this imperial throne for over a thousand years…"
"It's time for our Zhu Family to take over."
Imperial throne.
Zhu Family.
Zhu Chenfei's brain froze for three whole seconds.
Then—
A hot rush shot from his heels straight to his skull.
His entire body trembled.
Not from fear.
From pure ecstasy.
Happiness exploded through every pore.
His breathing grew heavy.
His well-groomed mustache twitched like mad.
The imperial throne!?
My seat!?
Zhu Chenfei's eyes inexorably drifted toward Dai Tianfeng—
And the look in his eyes was no longer loyal—
But blazing.
Greedy.
Eager.
Unrestrained.
As if he already saw himself wearing the yellow robe.
This look made Dai Tianfeng's heart jolt.
You old fox…
I'm not even dead yet!!
His face darkened to charcoal—
But he didn't dare shout.
Didn't dare glare.
Didn't even dare breathe loudly.
Because Zhu Zhuyun was still there.
And so were two Titled Douluo.
He could only choke down the humiliation—
Smile while crying internally.
Worse than Ning Fengzhi's divine edict
was this moment.
Zhu Zhuyun didn't bother looking at Zhu Chenfei's pathetic fawning.
She glanced once—
and the disgust in her eyes was overflowing.
She snorted.
To be honest—
A week ago, if someone told her the Zhu Family could seize the Star Luo throne,
she would've been ecstatic enough to stay awake for three days.
But now?
After seeing Feng Ran Pavilion…
After experiencing Lin Feng's god-like means…
What was the Star Luo throne?
A weed on the roadside.
What was a mortal emperor?
Could he compare to being—
A God's woman?
He wasn't even worthy of carrying her shoes.
If the Dai Family had to disappear,
throwing the throne at her greedy old father
was at least efficient recycling.
But affection?
Zhu Zhuyun had none.
Because she knew clearly—
In Zhu Chenfei's world,
power would always be more important than his daughters.
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