441, Empress's Spring Thoughts_2

"Are the people of Qingshan incapable of admitting defeat themselves, needing others to speak for them?"

The eunuchs were also angry, and being martial arts experts, how could they not retaliate when Zhao Douan led the charge?

Even the nearby imperial guards were casting disdainful glances.

"Enough!"

Amidst the clamor, Qi Ye, with eyes covered by a black cloth, suddenly spoke, interrupting the "verbal attacks" of the crowd. He took a step forward and resolutely pushed Chai Keqiao aside.

Then, under Zhao Douan's calm gaze, he held the sword horizontally in front of him, spread his left hand, and fiercely grasped the sword's blade, pressing it from hilt to tip with great force.

Visible to the naked eye, one hand was covered in blood, and bright red droplets fell onto the ground like a broken string of pearls.