Someone in the crowd said urgently.
"Where are the guards? Where are they? What are they all standing there like a bunch of brutes? Arrest him again right now!"
"Yes, yes, we absolutely cannot let him get away! If he escapes, and the River God becomes angry again, the consequences will be severe!"
The hemp rope used to bind the tyrant was a special hemp rope used to bind sacrificial offerings. At the time, to prevent the offerings from escaping, the material and quality of the hemp rope were strictly controlled during manufacturing.
One of them is as thick as half an adult man's arm.
Everyone was shocked.
They never expected that this pretty boy could break free from such an almost perverse restraint without any external force!
He has such brute strength!
That's terrifying.
The people lived a very simple life and had never seen such a scene before.
I was filled with fear and unease.
We looked at each other, heads bowed, none daring to step forward and be the first to do so.
Everyone had no choice but to turn their attention to the goddess and the third prince.
"Goddess, what are you still doing? Let me tell you, the reason this pretty boy had time to escape is because you deliberately put on airs!"
The third prince was so anxious that he jumped up and down, pointing his finger at the goddess and saying, "He deserves to die for offending me, and if he runs away, you'll suffer too!"
In his extreme anger, the Third Prince had long since forgotten his father's warning.
Despite the threats, the goddess remained calm.
"With His Majesty present, you wouldn't dare."
"See if I, the prince, dare to do it! At the very least, I am his son. And you? What are you? Just a charlatan from humble beginnings. If some people believe in you, you're a goddess; if they don't, you're nothing!"
The third prince had a stern face and spoke without any restraint.
The goddess chuckled: "Yes, I am indeed not as fortunate as the princes and princesses in terms of birth. However, the Third Prince is not favored by the Emperor, nor is he as powerful as the other princes, and he has no maternal support. At least I have the support of tens of thousands of people in the Southern Frontier. What do you have, Third Prince?"
The Third Prince's expression changed drastically, and he clenched his fists, making a cracking sound.
These words could be considered insubordination, but he could not retaliate.
Every word the goddess spoke felt like a needle piercing his heart, dissecting his most wretched situation in full view of everyone.
The goddess remained calm and composed, as if she couldn't see the Third Prince's anger.
Beneath the face mask was a gentle, warm smile.
She picked up a clean handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from the Third Prince's face.
"Your Majesty has so many children, it doesn't matter if one is missing or one is more, especially since it's a child who can't be considered outstanding."
The goddess's eyes, painted with upturned blue-black pigment, reflected the Third Prince's bloodshot eyes.
Her voice was soft and gentle, as if she were speaking only to each other.
“But I’m different. I am a goddess. There is only one of me. The people trust me, His Majesty trusts me, and the entire land trusts me. So what if the Third Prince has a good background? He still has to obey my orders.”
With a "thud".
"Get out of my way." The Third Prince slapped the goddess's hand away without any mercy and took two steps back.
"Goddess, are you alright?"
"I have a family heirloom ointment for sprains and bruises. Please wait a moment, Goddess, I will go and fetch it right away."
Upon seeing this, the people nearby immediately stepped forward anxiously to inquire.
They all unanimously and racked their brains to do something for the goddess as soon as possible.
Those who were bolder directly questioned the Third Prince with rage: "Third Prince, what are you doing? The Goddess has been busy for everyone for days and nights without sleep, and she kindly cleaned your wounds. Not only did she not receive a good reward, but you actually hit her?"
"Alright, everyone, let's all keep quiet. What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket in front of the River God?"
The goddess spoke before the third prince could: "All of you, step back. I believe the third prince didn't do it on purpose, right?"
The goddess said this last sentence while looking at the third prince.
Despite his smile, he accurately understood the meaning the goddess was trying to convey in her eyes—
"See? You can't beat me."
The Third Prince was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked as if his whole body was about to explode. In an instant, he lost all reason.
If the guards on both sides hadn't held him tightly, it could have led to a major disaster!
He had to watch his father and brother's expressions in the palace, but outside the palace he had to watch the expressions of a charlatan woman!
If he can't even handle an ordinary person right now, how can he possibly tolerate being provoked?
The third prince, his veins bulging, turned around and sternly instructed the guards.
"Tie him up immediately! Slit his throat to bleed him out, leave him with a breath, then burn him alive for me. I want to see how he'll run away! How dare he run away! How does he even think he can escape!"
The guard with the sword suddenly hesitated.
They started learning martial arts at the age of three, and by this age, they have basically entered the ranks of masters.
On ordinary days, he would follow the Third Prince to do things like abducting women, oppressing the people, and bullying others.
After all, dealing with those unarmed civilians is as easy as cutting leeks in the ground.
But now, for the first time, these guards are experiencing difficulties in their professional careers.
They had no idea how skilled the young man in black was.
The third prince saw that the guards were like wooden puppets, timid and hesitant.
He immediately flew into a rage and slapped the leading guard hard across the face, his voice cracking with anger.
"What? Even you dare to defy this prince?! What are you all standing there for?! Get up and get going! Do you all want to die?!"
"Yes," the guard replied immediately.
Liaodong was abolished.
Since they're going to get stabbed whether they stick their necks out or not, and the Third Prince won't let them go even if they don't, why not do everything they can to fight their way out?
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