Inside the Parthian palace, almost all of Parthian ministers were present in the main hall.

After all, for Parthia, the Han Dynasty, with its powerful military strength and control over the Silk Road, had become a force that determined Parthia's fate, and no one dared to underestimate the arrival of the Han envoy.

Although Parthia was not internally stable in the past, it was relatively united when facing external enemies, which is why Parthia was able to repel Roman attacks time and time again.

A few years ago, if Chu Qian and his men hadn't wiped out the Parthians' 200,000-strong border army, the Romans would have had a real chance of reaching their capital.

The Parthian Empire today is like an old man with both arms missing, more miserable than a frail old man, and no one knows when it will collapse.

The ministers who were loyal to Parthia, standing in the hall, couldn't help but consider how to use this envoy to forge a closer treaty with the Han Dynasty in order to prolong Parthia's life.

Just as everyone was pondering this, a report came from outside the hall: the envoy from the Han Dynasty had arrived.

"Please let them in!"

King Parthia spoke loudly, looking towards the entrance of the main hall with a complex expression in his eyes.

If he could, he really wanted to show off his power to the Han envoy and demonstrate the grandeur of himself as the ruler of a great nation.

Unfortunately, times have changed. He, who was once the ruler of a great nation on par with the emperor of the Han Dynasty, has now become a mere figure clinging to life.

Only Zhou Cang, Liao Hua, and the thirteen warriors were allowed to enter the main hall, while the hundred Imperial Guard soldiers who had accompanied them were left in the square in front of the hall to await news.

Upon entering the main hall, Zhou Cang and Liao Hua immediately attracted the attention of everyone inside, because the two were so strong and tall that they looked more like military commanders than Han envoys.

After arriving at the center of the main hall at a leisurely pace, Zhou Cang and Liao Hua stopped, while the King of Parthia and his ministers inexplicably felt a sense of tension.

At the same time, Zhou Cang and Liao Hua were fully aware of the situation inside the main hall.

Here, about thirty paces from the Parthian king, there were two guards, four maids, and an interpreter on his left and right.

The two men exchanged a glance and nodded to each other. Then, they quietly signaled to their subordinates behind them to prepare to take action.

Along with Zhou Cang and Liao Hua, everyone had their legs slightly bent, ready to gather their strength.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhou Cang took out a scroll of imperial edict, slowly unfurled it, and proclaimed loudly: "By order of the Emperor of the Great Han, the King of Anxi shall be executed!"

The interpreter beside the Parthian king was startled by Zhou Cang's words, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

Inside the hall, the Right Chancellor, Sa Keqi, who had some knowledge of Chinese, shuddered. Just as he was about to offer a warning, he saw Zhou Cang and Liao Hua rushing towards their king.

Before coming, the two had undergone countless sprint training sessions, and their explosive power in starting a sprint with both legs far exceeded that of ordinary people. Therefore, their speed was astonishing.

By the time everyone came to their senses, Zhou Cang and Liao Hua, armed with military knives, had already rushed to either side of the Parthian King.

The two guards beside the Parthian king were about to make a move when their heads were slashed off by the two men's swords.

When the gushing blood splattered onto the face of the Parthian king, the Parthian ruler finally came to his senses, but a military knife was already at his neck.

"You...you all..."

Feeling the coldness on his neck, the Parthian king was so frightened that he stammered. He never expected that the Han envoy would be so audacious.

At the same time, the remaining thirteen warriors drew their swords and stood in front of Zhou Cang and Liao Huashen.

Seeing their monarch under control, the guards who had rushed out from the rear were hesitant to advance, fearing the consequences.

"Han envoy, please don't be impulsive. What do you want? We can discuss it..."

Right Chancellor Sakhozzi also shouted in a panic, saying that although he had repeatedly sold out Parthia's interests in order to save his life and power, it did not mean that he would betray them.

After all, he was merely the son of the former king and his mistress, and even if the current Parthian king died, the throne would not be his.

This is why Liu Cheng and Sima Yi did not tell him about the execution of the Parthian King.

Zhou Cang glanced at Sakqi indifferently, then looked at the Parthian King.

"Get up and come with me!"

With a cold shout, Zhou Cang escorted the Parthian king out of the hall, followed by Liao Hua carrying the interpreter. All the Parthian ministers also followed cautiously out of the hall.

At the same time, the hundred Imperial Guards waiting outside the hall immediately stepped forward and stood guard on both sides of the hall, while the Parthian guards outside the hall still did not understand what had happened.

It wasn't until they saw Zhou Cang leading their king out that they realized their king had been taken hostage.

As they stepped out of the main hall, Zhou Cang kicked the Parthian king in the hind leg, forcing him to kneel facing east.

At the same time, Liao Hua took out a scroll of imperial edict, looked at the translator in his hand, and said coldly, "I will read a sentence and you will translate it. If there is any delay or procrastination, I will kill you!"

Seeing this, the surrounding ministers were also somewhat bewildered, not knowing what these Han people wanted to do.

Liao Hua unfolded the edict and read aloud: "There is now a Parthian king who is cruel and inhumane, who does not respect the rule of the king. Since ascending the throne, he has cut off the trade routes of the Han Dynasty, persecuted Han merchants, and even dared to oppose the Celestial Empire. Such a villain should be executed...!!"

The translator's trembling voice echoed in everyone's ears, and every Parthian minister was at a loss for words to describe their feelings.

You, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, actually sent people from afar to kill the king of Parthia. Such behavior is truly beyond words.

Overbearing, absolutely overbearing!

As the interpreter finished speaking, Zhou Cang, under the shocked gazes of the ministers, raised his military sword high and, amidst the excited looks of the warriors, slashed at the neck of the Parthian king.

As the Parthian king's head rolled off the ground, smiles appeared on the faces of Zhou Cang, Liao Hua, and the others in his entourage; their mission was complete.

Although Liu Cheng, Zhou Yu, and others devised various escape plans for them before their departure, they all chose to abandon them. Instead, following Sima Yi's secret instructions, they chose to publicly execute the Parthian king in front of a group of Parthians.

Seeing the smiles on Zhou Cang's and the others' faces, the Parthian ministers realized that this so-called Han delegation had no intention of leaving alive.