Song Yunming gave a cold laugh, a laugh filled with endless mockery, and said disdainfully, "Hmph, you, Ren Qi, can betray Li Guangyi, do you think all the Imperial Guards under your command are loyal to you? Some of them disapprove of your actions and have long harbored disloyalty towards you!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than another series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, like a gust of wind howling past.

A group of Imperial Guards armed with rifles stormed into the camp; there were about twenty or thirty of them.

Their arrival made the already cramped tents even smaller, with everyone crammed together like fish in a sardine can.

Song Yunming's lips curled up slightly, his eyes revealing a confident air of certainty. He said loudly to Li Guangyi, "Marshal Li, you can rest assured. Today's situation is a 'gift' that Chen Zhennan has specially prepared for you."

Upon hearing this, Li Guangyi trembled with rage, his cheeks puffed out like a toad's. He glared at Song Yunming through gritted teeth, his eyes seemingly spitting fire.

His heart was in turmoil, and he wanted to explain, but he couldn't utter a single word.

At this moment, he was like a wild beast caught in a hunter's trap, only able to watch helplessly as he was tied to Song Yunming's pirate ship.

Zhou Tianlong's face turned ashen; he had never seen weapons like rifles and grenades before.

"Kill Song Yunming immediately!"

However, before the order was fully given, Song Yunming suddenly waved his hand, his movements swift and decisive.

With a loud bang, like a thunderclap in the night sky, Ren Qi's body jolted violently, and then, like a puppet with its strings cut, she fell straight to the ground.

"Zhou Tianlong, your death is near!"