Crossing the Passenger Sacrifice

Jiang Yunshu, who had originally proposed the suggestion, blinked his eyes, no longer having the confidence he had just now. He touched his face and awkwardly added, "Maybe, it's not that bad... What burial or not, stop talking nonsense and scaring people every day..."

"You..." Dai Muli's man turned around and wanted to say something to him, but when he saw Jiang Yunshu's silly look, he was so angry that he gave up. "Forget it, just do your job well and don't meddle in other people's business."

"I am doing this for..." Jiang Yunshu paused, still harboring evil intentions. He felt that the situation should not be that serious, and weakly retorted, "Besides, Miss Li is not as overbearing as you say. If she really has those ideas, why didn't she realize them directly when she went to see His Majesty?"

Dai Muli's people sighed. They thought that summoning someone like Huang Ruochu was the lowest point in the alliance, but they didn't expect that a "godlike" figure like Jiang Yunshu would appear.

"If regicide were so easy, the throne would have been replaced eighteen times already." Dai Muli's men consumed most of their energy in anger, and now facing Jiang Yunshu, they were helpless.

"Didn't you just say that Miss Li was amazing? She killed Zhuo Chenliang single-handedly from a distance of ten meters. It was just an emperor who had been sitting still for a long time, but it was easy for her to kill him." The more Jiang Yunshu spoke, the more he felt that he was right. He nodded to himself, "Today I heard that she lifted the Sixth Princess from the wheelchair with one hand. There were more than a dozen people. Who do you think would dare to move?"

"Then do you know why she dared to attack the Sixth Princess directly, but was timid in the Wende Hall?" The second brother became interested, and his eyes revealed excitement and teasing.

Jiang Yunshu shook his head honestly and waited for the second brother to give an answer.

The second brother raised his eyebrows and smiled, raised his hand and slowly straightened his sleeves which were not messy, with a smile on his lips, without saying a word.

Jiang Yunshu: “???”

Jiang Yunshu widened his eyes, and stared at Lao Er with a confused and curious look like a puppy. He thought that the other party was just taking a break to straighten his sleeves, and to organize his thoughts and words. He didn't think that he was playing a trick on him at all.

The second brother found it even more interesting. "Haha, no wonder she chose you to complete this task. Being too smart will make it difficult to approach her."

Jiang Yunshu took two seconds to react, then suddenly became furious, pointed at the second brother and asked, "You, are you scolding me?"

The second brother smiled widely, and his curved eyebrows made him look like a cute fox. He didn't feel offended at all by Jiang Yunshu pointing at him, and it didn't take him much effort to appease Jiang Yunshu with just a few words.

Jiang Yunshu, who had originally proposed the suggestion, blinked his eyes, no longer having the confidence he had just now. He touched his face and awkwardly added, "Maybe, it's not that bad... What burial or not, stop talking nonsense and scaring people every day..."

"You..." Dai Muli's man turned around and wanted to say something to him, but when he saw Jiang Yunshu's silly look, he was so angry that he gave up. "Forget it, just do your job well and don't meddle in other people's business."

"I am doing this for..." Jiang Yunshu paused, still harboring evil intentions. He felt that the situation should not be that serious, and weakly retorted, "Besides, Miss Li is not as overbearing as you say. If she really has those ideas, why didn't she realize them directly when she went to see His Majesty?"

Dai Muli's people sighed. They thought that summoning someone like Huang Ruochu was the lowest point in the alliance, but they didn't expect that a "godlike" figure like Jiang Yunshu would appear.

"If regicide were so easy, the throne would have been replaced eighteen times already." Dai Muli's men consumed most of their energy in anger, and now facing Jiang Yunshu, they were helpless.

"Didn't you just say that Miss Li was amazing? She killed Zhuo Chenliang single-handedly from a distance of ten meters. It was just an emperor who had been sitting still for a long time, but it was easy for her to kill him." The more Jiang Yunshu spoke, the more he felt that he was right. He nodded to himself, "Today I heard that she lifted the Sixth Princess from the wheelchair with one hand. There were more than a dozen people. Who do you think would dare to move?"

"Then do you know why she dared to attack the Sixth Princess directly, but was timid in the Wende Hall?" The second brother became interested, and his eyes revealed excitement and teasing.

Jiang Yunshu shook his head honestly and waited for the second brother to give an answer.

The second brother raised his eyebrows and smiled, raised his hand and slowly straightened his sleeves which were not messy, with a smile on his lips, without saying a word.

Jiang Yunshu: “???”

Jiang Yunshu widened his eyes, and stared at Lao Er with a confused and curious look like a puppy. He thought that the other party was just taking a break to straighten his sleeves, and to organize his thoughts and words. He didn't think that he was playing a trick on him at all.

The second brother found it even more interesting. "Haha, no wonder she chose you to complete this task. Being too smart will make it difficult to approach her."

Jiang Yunshu took two seconds to react, then suddenly became furious, pointed at the second brother and asked, "You, are you scolding me?"

The second brother smiled, and his curved eyebrows made him look like a cute fox. He didn't feel offended at all by Jiang Yunshu's pointing at him, and he also understood why this kid had been following Li Huoyue but had not died yet.

Unlike Li Huoyue who was not good at comforting people, it didn't take much effort for the second elder to comfort Jiang Yunshu with just a few words.

Jiang Yunshu, who had originally proposed the suggestion, blinked his eyes, no longer having the confidence he had just now. He touched his face and awkwardly added, "Maybe, it's not that bad... What burial or not, stop talking nonsense and scaring people every day..."

"You..." Dai Muli's man turned around and wanted to say something to him, but when he saw Jiang Yunshu's silly look, he was so angry that he gave up. "Forget it, just do your job well and don't meddle in other people's business."

"I am doing this for..." Jiang Yunshu paused, still harboring evil intentions. He felt that the situation should not be that serious, and weakly retorted, "Besides, Miss Li is not as overbearing as you say. If she really has those ideas, why didn't she realize them directly when she went to see His Majesty?"

Dai Muli's people sighed. They thought that summoning someone like Huang Ruochu was the lowest point in the alliance, but they didn't expect that a "godlike" figure like Jiang Yunshu would appear.

"If regicide were so easy, the throne would have been replaced eighteen times already." Dai Muli's men consumed most of their energy in anger, and now facing Jiang Yunshu, they were helpless.

"Didn't you just say that Miss Li was amazing? She killed Zhuo Chenliang single-handedly from a distance of ten meters. It was just an emperor who had been sitting still for a long time, but it was easy for her to kill him." The more Jiang Yunshu spoke, the more he felt that he was right. He nodded to himself, "Today I heard that she lifted the Sixth Princess from the wheelchair with one hand. There were more than a dozen people. Who do you think would dare to move?"

"Then do you know why she dared to attack the Sixth Princess directly, but was timid in the Wende Hall?" The second brother became interested, and his eyes revealed excitement and teasing.

Jiang Yunshu shook his head honestly and waited for the second brother to give an answer.

The second brother raised his eyebrows and smiled, raised his hand and slowly straightened his sleeves which were not messy, with a smile on his lips, without saying a word.