Within the royal palace!
At this moment.
Aside from the Daqin Elite Soldiers, there were numerous Yan State Imperial Guards and Yan State Border Army.
At this moment.
Zhao Feng dragged the King of Yan, striding up to the steps.
"This—this is the King of Yan."
Zhao Feng held onto the King of Yan, his voice cold and commanding.
All eyes converged upon Zhao Feng and the King of Yan.
"Let me go."
"No matter what, I am still a king."
"Do not dare act insolent toward me."
"You have no right to deal with me."
King Xi of Yan was still struggling desperately.
"He, King Ji Xi of Yan."
"Colluded with the foreign tribes, a traitor of the Huaxia People."
"Unfit to be king."
"Unfit to be human."
"Today, I, Zhao Feng, will personally behead him, to show the world the fate of those who betray Huaxia."
Zhao Feng had no intention to waste words with this King of Yan.
A traitor to the tribe.
Utterly detestable.
