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Chapter 3441: 4.1041 Humiliation

"Enough!" Empress Zhao sharply rebuked. "It's useless for you to force the King like this."

"The Imperial Guards will not lay a hand on the Qiao family."

"Even if the King gives the order, it won't work."

"Not only that, but Imperial Guard Commander Hui Feng has already led his men to reinforce the Qiao family."

Old Wu's face instantly darkened. He stared at Empress Zhao with a sudden chill. This old man was extremely ugly, and as he stared at Empress Zhao, his inverted triangular eyes bulged, flickering with a cold light.

"It seems the Empress truly thinks her life is too long."

Just as two subordinates dared to reach out for the Empress, the Empress Dowager suddenly moved, swiftly delivering a powerful palm strike.

This unexpected blow landed on one of Old Wu's subordinates, sending him back several steps.

The man was immediately enraged and swept his hand back with force, striking the Empress Dowager's shoulder, causing her to stagger backward several steps. With a "bang," her back hit the patterned lattice door.

"Empress Dowager!" Mo You cried out in alarm.

Empress Dowager Meng suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the King, terrified, rushed over.

Along with Empress Zhao, they quickly reached out to support the elderly woman.

"Mother," they both exclaimed in unison, looking at the old woman with deep concern.

"I'm... I'm fine," Empress Dowager Meng waved her hand, her face filled with anger as she looked up at Old Wu. "You don't need to threaten His Majesty anymore. The Empress is right. Imperial Guard Commander Hui Feng will definitely choose to protect the Qiao family when facing a formidable enemy."

"Commander Hui only takes orders from the Crown Prince. It's useless even if you threaten the King."

"Then let the Northern Camp's forces come in. Before dawn tomorrow, I want you to completely break through the defensive runic array outside the Qiao family manor."

"Hahahahaha!" Empress Dowager Meng couldn't help but burst into laughter, then her eyes turned cold. "Pipe dream."

An ominous-looking middle-aged man walked in from outside, nodded to Old Wu, and then said, "No need to say more to them. The Mo Kingdom's royal family doesn't know what's good for them. Kill a few people and throw them onto the city wall; those resistors should learn their lesson."

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me!" Mo Li, her clothes disheveled, her eyes somewhat crazed, heard the word "kill" and scrambled towards the crowd.

But someone brutally stomped on her back.

One of Old Wu's subordinates cruelly yanked Mo Li's scalp, forcing her chin up.

"Let's start with our beautiful little princess, hahahahaha."

"What a pity for such a beautiful body, never having tasted a man before she dies." As the man spoke, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he abruptly picked her up.

"No, don't, let go of me, let go! Let go of me!"

"What are you doing??" Mo Lei's eyes turned bloodshot. He grabbed an inkstone and hurled it at the man's back. "You beast, let go of my daughter!"

"Hmph!" Old Wu's subordinate sneered, easily tilting his head to dodge the attack. He carried Mo Li towards a side hall, laughing wildly, "She's going to die anyway, so wouldn't it be better if she enjoyed herself before she goes?"

Empress Zhao tightly clenched her jade hands hidden within her sleeves and suddenly roared, "Attack!"

The surrounding doors and windows suddenly burst open with "bang" sounds, and countless figures darted in through them, rushing towards Old Wu and his men.