“My lord, it is indeed here.” He turned his head and said.
Qin Ze led his generals in. They had already searched the Kyoto Imperial Palace but had not found Akihito. Only now had they found this place.
Now, with the knife already in his abdomen, Akihito looked at the people who had barged in, his face contorted like a demon, the pain preventing him from speaking immediately.
Qin Ze looked at him leisurely, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Is he committing seppuku?"
"You Japanese are quite good at this."
"Looks like you haven't finished cutting it yet. You can continue."
As he spoke, Qin Ze walked toward the ancestral tablets.
Akihito spat out a few words through his clenched teeth:
"Get out!"
Qin Ze looked relaxed, picked up a memorial tablet, chuckled, then threw it at his feet and crushed it with a stomp.
"Never mind me, just cut it already."
“Seppuku involves cutting open the entire body, not just stabbing once and that’s it.”
"Otherwise... how will you apologize?" Qin Ze knocked over several memorial tablets, then turned to look at Mingren with a half-smile.
Akihito's face was covered in sweat, veins bulged on his forehead, and the pain made him tremble all over.
"Tch!"
Qin Ze's expression suddenly turned serious, and he shouted!
The generals who followed also roared.
"Tch!"
"cut!"
"Cut it quickly!"
Sweat dripped down his chin, and only at this moment did Akihito realize how painful seppuku truly was.
Furthermore, the taunts from the enemy intensified this pain countless times over.
His eyes were already red, and he couldn't cut any deeper no matter what.
It hurts! It hurts so much!
"Do you even dare to cut it or not? I'm getting impatient!" Dian Wei roared, his tiger-like eyes blazing.
"Ah!!!" A howl, almost like that of a wild beast, rang out. Akihito closed his eyes and pulled hard!
But the next moment, he let out a scream, and his hand stopped; the knife had only cut in a tiny bit.
"So this so-called emperor is nothing special after all." Qin Ze walked forward with a cold face, squatted down behind him, and snatched the short sword from Akihito's hand.
“I’ll help you,” he said coldly.
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