Mu Qianyue's lips curled into a cold arc, "You rob and plunder, commit all kinds of evil, and take human lives like grass! There are other misdeeds I won't list one by one! You know this well in your heart, and yet you ask why I want to kill you? Hmph! Drag him down and behead him!"
Upon hearing this, that person's legs gave out, and he knelt down, his face turning pale instantly. The aura he exuded earlier vanished without a trace, and he continuously pleaded for mercy, "Empress, spare my life, Empress, spare my life..."
But no one paid him any heed. Two guards entered the grand hall and dragged him out without hesitation.
The ministers in the hall, seeing this, suddenly felt guilty. Cold sweat dripped down their foreheads, seemingly worried that they too had committed some unsavory deeds. Would the Empress also want to behead them?
