Yan Sheng stood before Liu Sanhai, his longsword drawn. "I'd like to see who dares!"
The Empress Dowager, who had been smirking coldly, now looked as if someone had stepped on her tail. "What? You dare draw your sword on your own mother?"
"Mother?" Yan Sheng sneered. "My mother died long ago. You… you're just an old hag blinded by power."
The Empress Dowager's face began to twist, and she suddenly shrieked.
"Kill him! Kill him for me!"
The imperial guards exchanged glances, then charged toward Yan Sheng in unison.
Liu Sanhai, his head bloodied, let out a cry of despair. "Your Majesty, this old servant will go on ahead!"
With that, he roared and threw himself forward, trying to block their advance.
In the next instant, he was mercilessly run through with swords.
Blood poured from his wounds as Liu Sanhai lost all his strength.
