The people present were shocked by this scene.

Because no one expected that this seemingly ordinary-looking young man would actually draw his knife in the street and behead the son of the Shuntian Prefecture Magistrate in public.

This situation was something that most people wouldn't even dare to imagine.

But it actually happened right before their eyes, leaving them utterly incredulous.

It should be understood that killing someone in the street is already a serious crime, let alone killing a powerful and influential second-generation official.

Isn't this tantamount to pushing yourself into a fire pit?

However, Zhu Yunwen remained remarkably calm.

Although he felt a little uneasy, after all, this was his first time killing someone, and it was impossible for him to feel nothing at all.

However, he perfectly suppressed his fear and forced himself to remain calm, because for him, killing was just the beginning.

As a ruthless grandson of the emperor, since he has the ambition to seize the throne, his hands will inevitably be stained with blood.

If we don't even dare to kill such a mere villain, how can we ever achieve anything great in the future?

With this in mind, Zhu Yunwen became even more accepting of the matter.

After letting out a slow sigh of relief, he leisurely took out a handkerchief from his person, wiped the blood off the broadsword, and returned it to the Imperial Guard.

The ten Imperial Guards all looked at Zhu Yunwen with shocked expressions! If it were before, they would have thought that the Imperial Guard commander had sent them to protect only a weak and incompetent imperial grandson!

But things are different now. This imperial grandson not only dares to uphold justice, but also dares to kill people in the street.

Moreover, he actually possesses a strong mental fortitude, which is definitely not the coward they previously thought he was.

Thinking of this, these ten Imperial Guards all felt a certain amount of awe towards Zhu Yunwen.

Of course, the main reason is that Zhu Yunwen would uphold justice for the people, which is something that anyone at the grassroots, lower class, or middle-lower class would be very happy to see.

Because in the past, people believed that those with power and influence in high positions would never care about the joys and sorrows of those at the bottom.

Even those at the bottom of society are seen as nothing more than ants.

However, Zhu Yunwen seemed to be different; he was clearly a man of principle who distinguished between good and evil and acted as a champion for the people.

This cannot help but earn the admiration of the Imperial Guards.

But once everyone came to their senses, many of the people present retreated in fear.

They were afraid that the murders here would implicate them.

The three officers turned pale with fright. One of them, who had been slapped by Zhu Yunwen, said to him:

"You...you actually killed the son of our Magistrate Li? Kid, you're finished. No matter your background, you're going to die today."

Zhu Yunwen snorted, put his hands behind his back, and said indifferently:

"Is that so? Then I'm very curious, who exactly has the authority to ensure my certain death?"

Just then, a dozen soldiers rushed over from a distance, parted to make way, and a middle-aged official dressed in the robes of a sixth-rank official strode over.

His face was dignified, but upon approaching and seeing the corpse on the ground, his expression changed drastically. He rushed forward and cried out in anguish:

"My son...who was it? Who killed my son?"

Upon seeing their powerful backer arrive, the three officers excitedly began to speak:

"Your Honor, it was this boy who chopped off the young master's head."

The sixth-rank official glared angrily at Zhu Yunwen. Such a minor official in the capital probably had little chance of meeting a grandson of the emperor like Zhu Yunwen.

Therefore, he did not recognize Zhu Yunwen, and thus he angrily stepped forward, glaring at Zhu Yunwen and saying:

"You brat, you dared to kill my son! I'll make you pay with your life, I'll make your whole family pay with their lives!"

Zhu Yunwen's face darkened:

“How dare you! These words coming from your mouth are a crime against your entire family.”

After speaking, Zhu Yunwen took out the token representing his identity from his pocket, and slowly showed it to the sixth-rank official.

The judge, who had been furious, underwent a dramatic change in expression after seeing the small token.

His expression instantly turned to terror, his hands began to tremble violently, and he abruptly knelt on the ground, kowtowing heavily, and stammered in utter panic:

"Your Highness, please spare my life..."

That token, which signifies Zhu Yunwen's status as the grandson of the emperor, is extremely rare, with only a handful found in the entire capital.

No one would use such a thing to swindle and cheat people in the capital.

So if you see a gold medal like that, it's definitely real.

As the situation took another turn, the surrounding people were once again stunned.

But then everyone noticed a word: imperial grandson!

Although the emperor had many grandsons, most of them followed their fathers to various places to take up their fiefdoms.

Those who remained in the imperial city were probably only a few of Crown Prince Zhu Biao's sons.

That's quite a lot.

Then everyone understood why Zhu Yunwen dared to kill someone in the street and was so domineering.

There were always some shrewd people who knelt down:

"Your Highness, the Imperial Grandson..."

"Emperor Sun Yingming..."

"The imperial grandson is mighty..."

Various sycophantic voices arose, but among them were also many genuine expressions of emotion.

Because Zhu Yunwen, as a grandson of the emperor, actually disregarded his status and upheld justice for the people on the street, even at the cost of killing the son of an official.

In their view, this is absolutely worthy of respect.

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