We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Wang Yu had been in a high position for many years, and no one had ever dared to be so rude to him. He couldn't help but show annoyance: "General, I treat you with kindness, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?" Li Che sneered, as if he had heard a huge joke, "You're still being kind?"

Li Che and Li Lin beside him looked at each other. The latter's eyes were also full of resentment. His hand tightly gripped the hilt of the knife, as if he could not suppress his murderous intent.

Li Che winked at him, signaling him to be patient, and then continued:

"Master Wang, without me guarding the border and keeping the northern barbarians out, how could these insects be so at ease and still have the mood to indulge in debauchery here?"

"It's fine if you don't even dare to express your gratitude, but you've even tried to harm us two brothers. Are you treating me like a Japanese?"

Wang Yu didn't know what the Japanese meant, but he heard Li Che call himself "this king".

The unwavering expression on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by an unconcealable panic.

When "smart people" find that the development of things is beyond their control, they will become panic, overwhelmed, and even stupid.

Is the so-called cleverness really clever? It is just self-righteousness.

The others were also frightened out of their wits, their faces filled with fear.

This King? He actually called himself this King?

The only ones who can appear in the North now are those two princes, right?

Prince of Yan Li Lin, Prince of Feng Li Che!

The fact that these two came to them meant that they had seen through the family's plan...and they were not prepared to continue playing by the family's way.

"By the...By the King, I...I don't know what you are talking about. Shouldn't you be encircling and suppressing the rebels?" Wang Yu asked stutteringly, his voice trembling.

"Rebels? Where do these rebels come from?" Li Che sneered, "Aren't they all your pawns?"

Wang Yu pretended to be calm and said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, you... you must have misunderstood. We are loyal to the court and have no second thoughts..."

"Why is Patriarch Wang stuttering? Is he afraid?" Li Che stepped forward and patted Wang Yu's face. "To dare to do something but not to admit it is not the style of a noble family. I just met a seventh-rank official. Although his family background is not prominent and his courage is not great, he has more backbone than Patriarch Wang."

After saying that, Li Che's tone changed, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Someone come here!"

"Here!"

Hu Qiang, Ying Bu, Qu Jinshan and other generals stepped forward, and the personal guards responded in unison.

"Every one of you present here is colluding with the rebels and plotting rebellion. Your crimes are unforgivable!" Li Che snorted coldly. "Capture them all and seal off their houses. No family members can escape. Anyone who resists will be killed on the spot!"

"No... no, we are not rebelling, we are just..."

Wang Yu wanted to argue, but Li Che grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.

"You can treat me like a Japanese, but I'm kindhearted and won't bother with you."

"But you absolutely shouldn't use the soldiers of Yan as pawns to stir up trouble!"

"They all left their homes, sacrificed their lives, and guarded the northern border for Daqing, preventing the invasion of the northern barbarians."

"You noble families are so great, you are so high and mighty, so powerful that you don't even take the lives of the soldiers seriously!"

"How dare you, causing the Yan army soldiers to shed blood and tears, and letting the heroic spirits on the frontier rest in peace?!"

After saying that, Li Che punched Wang Yu in the face without mercy.

Wang Yu screamed, his nose felt cold, his mouth was filled with salty taste, and blood gushed out of his nose.

Li Lin, who was standing by, could no longer hold back and kicked the head of the Lu family in the stomach, causing the latter to hunch over on the ground like a shrimp, screaming in pain.

Then he turned around and slapped the head of the Yang family, causing his mouth to be crooked and his eyes to be squinting, with saliva flying out along with his front teeth.

Only Fan Cheng, the head of the Fan family, was left. He collapsed to the ground in fear after seeing the two princes suddenly attacking like crazy.

The fine grape wine he had just drunk turned into yellow soup and flowed out from the gorgeous clothes under his crotch.

Fan Cheng struggled frantically on the ground, backing away: "Slow down, slow down!"

"The Book of Rites, Part One, says: 'Rites are not extended to common people, and punishments are not extended to officials.' Even if we, the nobles, have committed a grave offense, we must not be humiliated like this!"

"Fuck your mother's head!" Li Che glanced at him with disgust and kicked him.

The kick hit Fan Cheng right in the heart, causing his eyes to roll back and he fell heavily to the side.

"You...you have offended the noble families of the world, and there will definitely be no good end for you..."

Fan Cheng covered his chest, gasped for air, and his breathing became rapid.

The young man from the Fan family hurried forward to help, but was knocked down by a punch from Qu Jinshan.

"I don't know what will happen to me, but today, your fate is doomed!" Li Che said coldly.

Fan Cheng's face turned red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning from red to white.

Li Che's kick just now was not light. He was filled with hatred and did not hold back his strength at all.

The family heads watched this scene in horror: "Lord Fan! Lord Fan!"

Fan Cheng struggled for a few times, his hands on the floor, staring at Li Che.

He seemed to want to say something, but after moving his mouth a few times, his whole body suddenly relaxed and stopped moving.

All the family heads stared at the scene with wide eyes in disbelief.

Qu Jinshan took a step forward, put his hand under Fan Cheng's nose, and then shook his head at Li Che: "Dead."

The family heads were terrified and could not believe what they saw.

The Fan family is a thousand-year-old family with infinite glory for their ancestors. In previous dynasties, when the official rank was determined by family background, the Fan family could always be ranked as the best!

Such a distinguished family head was actually kicked to death by Prince Feng?

You know, Li Che had killed people from aristocratic families before, such as Wang Bingyi in Yecheng and many noble families in Yan.

But they were all heads of some branches, and they did not have such a prominent status as Fan Cheng.

For example, Wang Bingyi was only the head of the Wang family in Yecheng, not the patriarch of the entire Wang family.

However, Fan Cheng is the head of the main family and the undisputed patriarch of the Fan clan. All the branches of the Fan family in Daqing respect the main family.

If he died, all the Fan family members in Daqing would be devastated!

"Prince Feng, you...you!" The Yang family's head's eyes were bloodshot, and he covered his bleeding mouth and mumbled, "Lord Fan is the head of the Fan family, respected by all the famous people in the world. How could you kill him with such cruel hands?"

"Even if you are a prince, you cannot escape punishment for such brutal acts!"

The reactions of the other family heads were the same. As heads of aristocratic families, they had never thought that someone would kill someone of their status.

Even though Emperor Qing was in control of the government and held great power, he only drove the aristocratic families of the previous dynasty out of the border and did not dare to carry out a large-scale massacre.

This is the influence of the family!

"You're not right..." Li Che shook his head.

The Yang family's head said angrily, "We saw it with our own eyes, how dare you deny it?"

"What I mean is that he is not the only one who deserves to die today."

Li Che said lightly:

"Everyone here must die!"