“Okay.” Wang Tiezhu nodded. “Once he shows his face, we’ll wipe him out in one fell swoop and completely eliminate these wavering guys.”

"Both of you, step back!"

Qu Zhuang and Zhou Wu left quickly.

Only Wang Tiezhu and Pei Lun remained inside.

"Then... what about His Majesty?" Pei Lun asked, voicing his doubts.

Wang Tiezhu sneered: "That emperor, what qualifications does he have? Why not take this opportunity to have him die unexpectedly at the hands of a rebellion?"

"We will do for His Highness and the Grand Commander what they cannot do."

Pei Lun's breathing became heavy.

After all, it was regicide!

As Zhao Muyun's army grew stronger, Yinji's position became increasingly secure.

For more than a year, people in Longyou, Guannei, and Hedong only knew about the Prince of Jin and the Grand General, and seemed to have long forgotten about Emperor Yin Zhao.

But the existence of this emperor is an obstacle that cannot be bypassed.

Whether we force him to abdicate or let him disappear quietly, it will give people something to say and affect Zhao Muyun's reputation.

Now things are different. Zhao Muyun went to Hedong, and Yinji went to Longmen Pass.

At this moment, Yin Zhao jumped out and courted death, which was a perfect opportunity to kill him and then pin the blame on the rebellion.

Although Pei Lun had served as an official of the Great Yin Dynasty for decades, he seemed to have no psychological burden towards Emperor Yin Zhao.

Wang Tiezhu, on the other hand, had none.

"This matter is only known to the two of us; even Lord Fan and Lord Zhou cannot reveal it," Wang Tiezhu's icy voice rang out.

Fan Nan and Zhou Hong are scholars and intellectuals; they certainly wouldn't accept this kind of work.

Pei Lun nodded: "Commander Wang, please make the arrangements! I will fully cooperate with you!"

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