It's Just a Malevolent Spirit; How Can We Offer Worship to Him!

Without new soul sacrifices, the strength of the formation was maintained.

"Ninth Prince..." The one at the front was Yin Yao, his eyes wide open, clearly shocked that Ye Siheng had arrived so quickly.

Ye Siheng looked up at him, his gaze chillingly cold. "Your royal brother trusted you and valued you highly. Is this how you repay him?"

Yin Yao swallowed hard.

Faced with Ye Siheng's oppressive aura, he took a deep breath before summoning the courage to speak. "Ninth Prince, a few years ago, my parents died from an epidemic. My family had no money to buy coffins for their burial. It was the Empress who gave me fifty taels of silver, allowing me to give my parents a proper burial. This kindness is greater than heaven, and I have no choice but to repay it."

"If you want to repay kindness, you can do so yourself. Why involve so many innocent people?" Ye Siheng said coldly. "Did your parents not teach you right from wrong, what should be done and what should not?"