"Your Majesty!""My Lord!"
The piercing screams echoed in the grand hall.
No one dared to resist, no one dared to disobey.
Because, they knew.
The new ruler had already descended.
"What do I want to do?"
Zhang Beixing's lips curled slightly, his gaze contemptuous.
"Naturally... to take their place."
"From now on, you all must submit to me."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."
As soon as the words dropped, a chill spread far and wide.
Making everyone involuntarily shiver.
"Hahaha!"
Amidst the crowd's terror, the Emperor suddenly laughed hysterically towards the sky.
He trembled as he stood up, his entire body quivering.
His expression was mad and contorted.
"A mere Vampire dares to act arrogant before me?"
"Guards, seize this traitor for me!"
However, as soon as he finished speaking.
Swish!
A fierce gust suddenly struck.
The Emperor only felt a chill in his throat and looked down.
A pitch-black long sword had somehow pierced his neck.
