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Ji Peiyan didn't expect that his few words made Wei Shao cry. He felt somewhat embarrassed as he looked at Wei Shao leaning against the repair cabin with a painful expression.

The story of these two is even more exciting than his original text...

"Oh no! Mr. Wei! His Majesty the Fourth has led his troops into the hospital!" The guards stationed outside rushed to the door and shouted to Wei Shao.

Wei Shao's droopy back suddenly stiffened, and then he straightened up.

When he turned around, Ji Peiyan saw that the fatigue in his eyes was gone. He decisively and quickly took out the gun from his body and walked straight outside.

The leading guard wanted to follow him, but he raised his hand to stop him: "Guard outside the corridor. If there is any trouble, we will deal with it according to military law."

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Adrian was blocking the door with a gloomy face, and the close ministers around him were loudly scolding the guards stationed there.

"How dare you! You even dare to stop His Majesty!"

The guard held his gun expressionlessly, as if he were deaf.

"Retreat." A hoarse and low voice sounded behind him. The guards were startled and immediately made way for them.

"Mr. Wei."

But looking at their reactions, I really don’t know who the emperor is.

The close ministers accompanying Adrian were so angry that their faces turned blue when they saw this, and were about to shout loudly, but Adrian raised his hand to stop them.

Adrian stared at the unkempt Wei Shao, without a trace of smile on his lips: "I really underestimated you."

Wei Shao said calmly: "I don't understand what your majesty is saying. Your majesty has mobilized so many troops. Are you here to visit the general? But the general has not yet woken up. I am afraid it is not convenient to meet him."

Adrian took a step forward and faced him: "Whether he wakes up or not, I will take him away today."

Wei Shao's hand was still hanging by his side, but his index finger had already touched the trigger quietly: "Your Majesty, Admiral Philo is a hero of the empire. No matter what you want to talk to him about, you have to wait until he wakes up, right?"

Adrian said in a grim voice that only the two of them could hear: "An empire hero? He was the only one who survived on that aircraft. You and I both know exactly what happened. Wei Shao, if you don't want to die, you'd better not do anything beyond your capabilities."

Wei Shao's eyes were bloodshot, but his gaze was filled with murderous intent: "You can try, Your Majesty."

Adrian completely lost his patience and said viciously, "Then you can just wait to go to hell with him."

“Oh no!”

Adrian's entourage had been looking down at the terminal for a long time, and at this moment he screamed in shock.

Adrian glanced at him sinisterly: "What?"

The accompanying minister subconsciously glanced at Wei Shao and stammered with an unpleasant expression: "Your Majesty..."

Adrian's expression darkened and he retreated back to his side. The minister immediately leaned over to his ear and whispered something.

Adrian's face turned from black to white, and from white to blue, which was really wonderful. Before the minister could close his mouth, he drew his gun in a rage and aimed at Wei Shao's eyebrows.

The guards behind Wei Shao were furious, and in the blink of an eye all their guns were pointed at Adrian.

This is a complete break between the two.

Wei Shao showed no emotion. He even took a step forward and put his forehead directly against the muzzle of the gun in Adrian's hand.

"Your Majesty, if you fire this shot, tomorrow the South Freedom League and the United States of East Asia will all know the formula of the inhibitor. Do you want to see the Satyard family's nearly thousand-year-old empire buried with Philo and me?" Wei Shao's voice was hoarse and cold, but it hit Adrian's heart like a sledgehammer.

Adrian's arms were tense and painful, his knuckles turning white and shaking with anger.

But the shot was ultimately not fired.

Adrian stared at Wei Shao's face, and Philo's words echoed in his mind again and again -

"I want the life of a bug."

At that time, Adrian had no idea who Philo was talking about, and he was too lazy to find out.

It was not until he received the news of the Fifth Emperor's death that Adrian suddenly realized that Philo was a madman.

With Philo's ability to investigate, he would have discovered that the aircraft had been tampered with, but he chose to board the problematic aircraft with the Fifth Emperor.

With the help of the Southern Freedom Alliance, he killed the most noble female insect in the empire by hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting himself by eight hundred.

At the same time, all the core files of the laboratory were destroyed by Philo.

Adrian suddenly laughed, shaking all over: "Okay, okay, okay--"

His laughter stopped, and he stared at Wei Shao and said word by word: "Then, Your Excellency Wei Shao, if I put down my gun, should the Speaker of the Parliament and the Prime Minister be replaced?"

Wei Shao lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Maybe."

Adrian didn't put down his gun, but smiled sickly: "What if I don't want to? Wei Shao, do you think I care about that?"

Wei Shao suddenly raised his eyelashes: "What about Felix? Doesn't your Majesty care?"

Adrian's eyes suddenly widened, filled with intense hatred.

Wei Shao glanced at him indifferently: "Until everything is settled, Vice President, please stay at my place for a while - Your Majesty, it must be hard to lose your father and have your beloved tied up, right?"

Adrian's chest heaved, and he looked like he wanted to eat Wei Shao's flesh and blood alive.

Wei Shao looked at him coldly:

"Your Majesty, do you know? When you were young and lived in luxury in the palace, Philo was homeless on the abandoned star, wandering in fear of death day and night. Later, he finally got better, but was ruined by a word from your king and father, and all his friends and relatives died."

"In terms of facts, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. In terms of reason—" Wei Shao said in a low voice, "This is what Satyad V owed him. Your king and father deserved to die."

"You should be thankful that he is still alive at this moment."

After saying this, Wei Shao ignored Adrian and turned to walk inside.

Heavily armed guards stood on both sides to protect him. In his hands he holds the formula for the inhibitor that determines the lifeblood of the empire. Even if the ruler of a country stood behind him, he couldn't do anything to him.

He seems to have everything.

But he cares about none of the power and interests in this world.

His only connection with the world was that he was lying in intensive care, dying.

...He seemed to have nothing left.

Adrian's close minister glanced at Adrian anxiously and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, what should we do now...?"

Adrian clenched his fists tightly, his expression gloomy, and waited until the corner of Wei Shao's clothes disappeared behind the wall before he opened his lips and ordered: "Return to the Moon Palace."

The minister said worriedly, "Okay."

God, I'm afraid things are going to change.

Adrian sat in the aircraft, his black curly hair pressed against the window. He could not imagine how the Fifth Emperor would react when the explosion occurred.

She was a cold, selfish, hypocritical, and powerful female insect.

In order to seize power, she could enshrine Fred's father, whom she had never met, as the lord, but later gave birth to him with his father.

Later, in order to stop rumors and consolidate his power and position, he killed his heroic father with his own hands.

She knew that he and Felix were in love with each other, that he had no interest in politics, and that she knew everything, but she still pushed him into a desperate situation.

Adrian had feared him, hated him, and tried to resist him.

But when he actually received the news of the bug's death, his first reaction was confusion, followed by a chill that penetrated his bones.

… He no longer has a male father or a female father.

The images of himself playing at his parents' knees as a child finally left him completely, along with all the hatred and resentment.

And he was the one who handed the knife to the attacker.

Adrian tilted his head, his black curly hair covering his eyes, hiding the tear marks at the corners of his eyes.