Quan Qingchi was stunned, his pupils trembling, flickering with a hint of fear.
"I……"
Seeing his indecisive state, Quan Ji couldn't help but swear:
"Can't you act like a man for once?! The person you're being asked to kill is the bastard who slaughtered your entire city! Is your code of chivalry just about watching the people you're supposed to protect die one by one?!"
"Quan Qingchi, let me tell you, today you can't kill anyone but him. Either you kill him and be done with it, or I'll show you what the consequences will be if you let him go!"
"The meaning of protection is not to avoid bloodshed, but to prevent our own people from bleeding!"
"Are you going to keep acting like a child and make me protect you? What the hell makes you think you're worth me giving up an entire city to protect?!"
Don't make me look down on you!
Quan Ji's words were almost like a reprimand from the depths of her soul.
There were many reasons why she insisted that Quan Qingchi personally cut the weapon.
For example, his current personality is completely unsuitable for fighting on the battlefield, but he insists on being strong.
Since this path has been chosen, bloodshed is inevitable. How can a saintly mother possibly win a war?
You can choose to move others, but you absolutely cannot decide whether your enemy will be moved.
Another point is... the fire diagram in front of us is the one that personally killed Quan Qingchi in my previous life.
Perhaps in this life, the gears of fate have already shifted, but... Quan Ji knows this, and she will make Quan Qingchi change this fate with his own hands!
Quan Qingchi's pupils trembled, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably, mixed with a few drops of blood, staining his handsome face.
"I...I understand...I'll go...I'll go kill them!"
Quan Qingchi gritted his teeth in near collapse. He walked shakily to Huo Tu, who was kneeling and being restrained, feeling the sword in his hand become incredibly heavy.
It made him a little uneasy.
These are all lives.
Huo Tu looked at Quan Qingchi and sneered, "Is this what the Fifth Prince of the Shengyao Royal Family is like? Cowardly and timid, he has all the strength but he's even worse than the greenhorn under my command. Your Shengyao Royal Family really produces cowards who are all in the same place, each one more coward than the last! Your father is one, and your sister Quan Yao is one too, hahahahahaha!"
Quan Qingchi gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred: "I'm not a coward!"
He was trembling all over and his breathing was unsteady.
"You think you're so tough? Look at you, you can't even hold a sword properly. Go ahead and kill me! If you're so capable, then kill me! You're too cowardly to do that. You should just go home and be a proper prince!"
"Shut up!!!"
Quan Qingchi was already on the verge of a breakdown, and now, after being stimulated like this, his clear eyes were replaced by scarlet.
His golden hair was stained with blood, the golden-red color glaringly bright.
Quan Ji shouted, "Quan Qingchi, make your move!"
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"
Quan Qingchi let out a roar as he broke free from the abyss of struggle, closed his eyes, and brought his greatsword down hard.
Swish—
Instantly, Huo Tu's head flew into the air, and a fountain of blood several feet high gushed from his neck.
In an instant, all the soldiers began to speak:
"good!"
"Well done, Fifth Prince!"
"The Fifth Prince is so domineering!"
...
Quan Qingchi finally opened his eyes, only to feel his stomach churning and feel nauseous.
His tears mingled with blood as he collapsed to the ground, limp and lifeless, staring back at the sky.
Suddenly, a few raindrops pattered on his face, and the rain intensified, washing away all traces of filth from his body, leaving his once golden hair muddy and disheveled.
He killed someone...
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