They must be dragged out and tortured immediately.
He also implied that to prove his identity, he would need to provide solid evidence.
Li Yue slammed his hand on the table. "How dare you! Do you know what you're saying? Get out of here!" He glanced at Ling Xiao out of the corner of his eye, afraid that she would be angry.
Seeing that the little girl seemed stunned and her eyes were full of confusion, he became even more enthusiastic about playing the role of a nephew who was protecting his aunt.
"Tong'er, do you think it's too merciful of me to only reduce their lifespan?"
"Hmm, host, don't worry. I think you're vicious enough."
With a sigh, I recalled that Ling Xiao had borrowed money to buy materials such as skulls and blood of women from the Yin Time and Yin Place from the mall.
As he hummed a song and fiddled with the machine, a chill ran through him, and he didn't even have the heart to scold Ling Xiao for borrowing money again.
Holding the finished talisman in his hand, Ling Xiao watched the performance in front of him with a leisurely air.
Li Yue had his ministers chime in, and the powerful families banded together to blame each other.
The poor nephew's face grew increasingly dark, and he even cracked the fine white porcelain teacup in his hand. No wonder he was a king on horseback.
It's no longer just acting; the two sides have a long-standing feud. After Li Yue ascended the throne, he made outstanding contributions and held great power.
The powerful families looked down on the Li family for their humble origins, and the previous two emperors had already weakened the powerful families considerably.
If the powerful families of Li Yue's generation did not resist, they would be manipulated by the royal family, so they made frequent moves, which naturally displeased the emperor.
When Xie, the head of the Xie family, glanced at Ling Xiao's leisurely demeanor, he blurted out, "If this woman can prove her identity, I will willingly submit!"
"Is what you're saying true?" Ling Xiao asked quietly.
Touching the relic of the high monk in his arms, the Xie family head raised his head high, his pale beard drawing a beautiful arc in the air:
A promise made is a promise kept.
"OK"
The little girl stood up, raised her childish smile, gently grabbed Xie family head with both hands, and giggled, "Then I'll take ten years of your lifespan!"
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