Just before the competition, Wu Xianyong insisted on standing outside so that he could witness the spectacular scene of Jing Zhe's killing.

At first it was fine, he did have an orgasm for a while.

But when the explosion occurred, he was completely stunned.

His first reaction was to run away, but the impact was too great, knocking him to the ground. In theory, this was a good outcome, sparing him from secondary damage from the shockwave and the metal objects.

Unfortunately, just as he fell, a piece of metal flew over and hit him squarely in the crotch. He only felt pain at the time, but he couldn't care less about anything else in the face of an explosion.

Once the explosion was completely over, the excruciating pain in his groin became even more intense. Since no one came out, he had no choice but to get up and walk back…

After being examined by the imperial physician, he was told that "he is not going to make it."

Everyone had strange expressions, but Emperor An was able to remain calm. After all, as a monarch, he had seen many eunuchs and seemed to take such matters more lightly.

"Is there no other way?"

Emperor An asked.

"Your Majesty, it's gone."

Sui Shouren shook his head. "Both imperial physicians have examined him, and their recommendation is... to cut it off..."

"Cut it..."

Upon hearing those two words, all the men present felt a chill run down their groin, and unconsciously clenched their fists.

"Since that's the case..."

Emperor An pondered for a moment, then said, "Let's listen to the imperial physician and cut it off! After all, life is more important, and Minister Wu should understand!"

"..."

After he finished speaking, the hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; no one spoke.

Emperor An was somewhat uneasy about ordering the severing of Wu Xianyong's genitals while he was unconscious and unaware of the situation. The silence of the crowd only added to his anxiety.

"What, you have a better idea?"

"..."

Seeing that no one else spoke, Jing Zhe stepped forward: "His Majesty's decision is correct. Let's just cut him off. Anyway, Vice Minister Wu is already so old, and there's no need for him anymore. Cutting him off won't hurt!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the Duke of Yu and others, who were around the same age as Wu Xianyong, felt a chill run down their spines again, and their eyes were filled with strangeness and fear as they looked at Jing Zhe.

We may be getting old, but who says we won't need it?

Hearing Jing Zhe's words, Emperor An was finally comforted and gave Jing Zhe a very approving look. "Alright, since even Jing Zhe has said so, then let's cut it off!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe wondered if he had been betrayed by Emperor An. However, he didn't care. Wu Xianyong deserved his fate. He had originally thought that Qi Gulong would become a eunuch, but unexpectedly, he died on the spot, and Wu Xianyong became the eunuch.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Sui Shouren agreed and went out. A moment later, a hoarse and soul-stirring shout came from the adjacent shed.

Hearing the scream, Jing Zhe felt a pang of emotion.

Wu Xianyong's daughter and grandson were killed by him, and his son and grandson did not get away with it either. As for himself, he was sent to the palace.

All I can say is that going against him almost ruined the entire Wu family. Hopefully, this will serve as a warning to others and deter future offenders!

...

Once all these trivial matters were dealt with, everyone belatedly realized what was happening and began to flatter and fawn over him.

"Young Master Jing is skilled in both literature and martial arts; he is truly admirable!"

"Young Master Jing is truly a blessing to Anguo!"

"Young Master Jing is surely the pride of Anguo!"

"..."

Jing Zhe humbly nodded to them, and at the same time realized that the people who were speaking were officials whose names he did not know.

It seems their official positions aren't very high, certainly not at the level of Zhu Tong or Bai Qingyuan. Perhaps they also realize that from today onwards, they will inevitably enter the imperial court, and their future development is immeasurable, which is why they came to curry favor first.

Yu Sheng, the Duke of Protector of the State, was very curious about the weapon Jing Zhe had just used. "Young Master Jing, what exactly was that weapon you just used... that was like a thunderclap in broad daylight?"

"Thunder in broad daylight?"

Jing Zhe nodded and smiled, "Hmm, this name is good, I like it."

"..."

He didn't even know the name of the weapon he used?

Duke Yu asked curiously again, "Young Master Jing, did you not make this weapon yourself?"

"The Duke of Yu thinks too highly of me!"

Jing Zhe shook his head: "This weapon was given to me by a wandering Taoist priest I met in Pengzhou. He gave me ten wine jars, but I tried two of them, leaving only these eight. I originally only intended to use four, but Qi Gulong was too arrogant and used them all at once!"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Duke Yu's eyelids twitched.

"You...you used them all?"

Even if you only leave two of these heaven-defying artifacts unused, just as decorations, they would still be powerful weapons for protecting the nation! Using them all at once left Duke Yu clutching his chest, feeling a headache coming on…

Then, the officials who had been flattering him earlier came forward again. Jing Zhe was struggling to deal with them when Emperor An spoke up: "My dear ministers, please do not make a fuss about what happened today!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Now that today's business is concluded, my esteemed ministers may all return to their posts. Jing Zhe, please wait a moment, I have something to say!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing Emperor An's order to dismiss them, the ministers wisely left. Even Crown Prince Su Moyan and Prince Xiang Su Mowu prepared to depart. Before leaving, Zhu Xinning and Liu Jinghong glanced at Jing Zhe, nodded to him, and gestured for him to perform well before departing as well.

On the way back, a group of ministers surrounded Zhu Xinning and Liu Jinghong again, simply praising him for having a good younger brother.

Anyone with a brain can see that after this battle, Jing Zhe's career is on the rise, and will Zhu Xinning and Liu Jinghong take this opportunity to rise to prominence?

Their answers were all the same...

However, one of them was aloof, and the other was even more aloof. The officials couldn't bring themselves to praise them any further and left dejectedly.

...

Everyone else left, but Su Mochen didn't.

Emperor An glanced at her, then thought about her already familiar relationship with Jing Zhe, shook his head, and stopped caring about it.

"Jing Zhe, was this weapon truly a gift from the wandering Taoist priest?"

Jing Zhe nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, such a powerful artifact could not have been made by any immortal if it had not been given to us by a wandering Taoist priest."

"Did they really only send ten?"

Jing Zhe nodded again: "Such precious weapons, it's already a lot for Master to give us ten. We tried two before, so here are eight left. But for the honor of Anguo, what harm is there in using them all? Your Majesty shouldn't feel bad about it!"

"..."

Emperor An's expression was strange, but Su Mochen next to him burst out laughing.

"Your Highness, is what I said really that funny?"

Su Mochen, whose eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter, shook his head. "No, no, what you said isn't funny at all."

Before Jing Zhe could react, she immediately added, "But you're so funny! I can't help but laugh when I hear you talk!"

"..."

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