The emperor nodded in satisfaction, chatted with the wise king for a few words, then looked at the dull King Damon, knowing that he was just a decoration.

This is just because the wise prince has great ambitions and should not be underestimated. The emperor will not let him set his sights on Dajin.

As for King Beiluo, he was a burly and hairy man, and an old acquaintance of the emperor. When the two met, they shook fists, wrestled arms, and had a friendly exchange for a while before starting business negotiations.

Prince Beiluo is a stingy and calculating person. He likes Dajin's tea, silk and porcelain. He wants to get tea, silk and porcelain at a low price. The emperor will not give in so easily.

As the emperor negotiated with other kings, he heard Prince Chenyang's inner voice: "Time is running out. I need to find an excuse to leave and let them all burn to death in the tent."

[This way, everyone will shift the blame to the host nation of Damon, rather than suspecting that it was me who was behind this.]

Thinking of this, Prince Chen Yang smiled triumphantly and was about to leave, but he was caught off guard and acupunctured. He was unable to move at all. He was about to speak, but was pressed in the mute point again.

Prince Chenyang's face changed drastically and he was terrified. This sudden change gave him a bad feeling.

This premonition soon came true.

The emperor suggested, "We've been chatting for so long, and we're a little tired. If the two kings don't mind, why don't we go out for some fresh air and a short rest before continuing?"

They thought this suggestion was good, nodded in agreement, and a group of people left the tent.

The unable to move Prince Chenyang panicked and stared with his big eyes, hoping to attract the emperor's attention.

Just when Prince Chenyang was about to pop his eyes out, the emperor finally showed mercy and looked at him.

Prince Chenyang cried out inwardly: [Help! Someone is plotting against me! Your Majesty, please save me! If there's a fire, I'll burn to death!]

The emperor walked towards Prince Chenyang with a half-smile on his face: "What's the matter? Why don't you follow me?"

Without waiting for Prince Chenyang's eye contact to explain, the emperor smiled and said, "Oh, you were acupunctured and can't move, right?"

Prince Chenyang couldn't move anything except his eyes, and could only blink desperately: [Yes, yes, I've been acupunctured, please help me untie it, quickly!]

The emperor smiled and patted his shoulder: "The fire you carefully prepared cannot be wasted. I will appreciate it. Enjoy it."

Even if Prince Chenyang was a fool, he noticed something was wrong and stared at the emperor in disbelief: [You know?]

The emperor smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, your father will be down with you soon. Regicide is a capital crime, and neither you nor your father can escape."

After saying this, the emperor gave Prince Chenyang a gloating look, and walked away without looking back at his collapsed, desperate, and begging eyes.

In my ears, I could hear the Prince of Chenyang's inner cry, "Come back, you dog emperor, come back, let me go, no, don't leave me alone, I don't want to be burned to death by the black oil, don't light the fire!!!"

When the first flames started, Prince Chenyang tried desperately to run, but he could not move. He watched helplessly as the fire engulfed him, and he could only collapse in despair and cry out: "Father, help me, father, save me!!!"