The Patrol Camp soldiers immediately dragged the sobbing, breathless King Liang away from the high steps of the Emperor's bedchamber.
"Father! Father, please spare your son! I was truly just scared of dying! But even in death, I never thought of harming you and my Crown Prince brother!" King Liang's legs flailed as he hysterically cried towards the direction of the Emperor's bedchamber.
Bai Qingyan thought that maybe the reason King Liang could live so long was because inside his heart... he lacked a sense of dignity and integrity, which made his knees bend so easily at any time.
King Liang was no longer a threat...
Since King Liang had the luck to survive this chaotic melee, Bai Qingyan felt that instead of risking killing King Liang now, it would be better to make him watch the things he desired but could never obtain, leaving him forever trapped in his weak and incompetent shell.