Fearing being killed for his overwhelming merits, the empress decided to marry him.

"Everyone, I have good news to share. Just now, the Shu Mountain Sword Sect has been wiped out in one fell swoop."

Those traitors have all been executed on the spot, and the Great Chu court will no longer suffer from the poison of these evil forces!

"Heaven has eyes! This is truly a blessing for our Great Chu!"

Fa Xiaozhi's words immediately invigorated the entire governor's hall.

When Sun Yuwang heard these words, he seemed to collapse completely, slumping in the main seat without saying a word.

Pei Lun, who was not far away, glanced at him subtly, while eating walnut pastry and shaking his head with a half-smile.

Fa Xiaozhi continued, "This time we can successfully wipe out these rebels in one fell swoop."

Aside from His Majesty's wisdom and foresight in already knowing everything, everyone should also thank one person for their cooperation.

As he spoke, he cupped his hands to Sun Yuwang and said, "Lord Sun, if it weren't for your strategic planning and selfless dedication,..."

These traitors can't be wiped out so quickly. Come, let's raise our glasses and thank Lord Sun.

"Governor Sun is a master strategist and a pillar of our great Chu state."

Upon hearing this, all the officials rose and raised their cups in respect to Sun Yuwang.

Sun Yuwang's face was now completely black, and his expression was so dark from the hypocritical scene before him that it looked like water was about to drip from it.

Seeing that Sun Yuwang had not moved for a long time, Pei Lun immediately stood up, raised his glass to him and said, "Governor Sun, this is not right of you. Everyone is waiting for you to respond. You can't very well ask everyone to just hold their glasses and wait for you to speak, can you?"

Sun Yuwang wished he could just slap Pei Lun to death.

Only now did he finally realize that the so-called plan was nothing but a complete joke.

"what."

Sun Yuwang gave a bitter smile, forced his limp body to stand up, raised his wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

"it is good."

Fa Xiaozhi gave a deep shout and took the lead in drinking the wine in one gulp.

After putting down his wine cup, he suddenly said, "Lord Dong, bring up the head of the traitor leader."

"Yes, my lord!"

Dong Biao loudly accepted the order and immediately placed Dugu Yun's head in the center of the table.

Sun Yuwang felt a strong sense of suffocation rising from within.

That was the sect leader of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, who was once high and mighty, but now he has fallen to such a state.

Fa Xiaozhi continued to speak.

"With the traitorous leader executed, our Great Chu is free from internal troubles. His Majesty will surely plead for you upon learning of this!"

"Your Majesty is wise."

"but……"

Suddenly, Noriyuki Hideaki changed the subject.

"Before that, there are a few things I need to explain, Commander Pei. You can say the rest."

"Easy to say."

Pei Lun walked to the front of the stage with a smile, and then took out a roster from his pocket.

"My lords, I am Pei Lun, the Commander-in-Chief of the Southern Garrison. This book I have here is called the Yin-Yang Register, which is specifically used to record those who have committed crimes."

"When your names are called later, please cooperate with me, so you'll suffer less. Did you all understand?"

Some officials at the banquet became nervous upon hearing this.

Pei Lun glanced at the entire room, then flicked his tongue with his fingers before opening the roster.

"Zhao Dahan!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a large group of soldiers rushed into the hall, two of whom went directly behind a seventh-rank county magistrate.

What are you doing?

Zhao Dahan was completely bewildered and had no idea what was going on.

But the soldiers behind him didn't answer him at all. They pushed him down onto the table and held his hands tightly.

"Commander Pei, what are you doing? At least explain yourself."

Zhao Dahan tried to defend himself, but Pei Lun didn't even glance at him and simply raised his hand to have him taken away.

"Li Zheng!"

"Wang Tong."

"Wu Guojun".

"Huang Shiwei".

Pei Lunmei would call out a name, and one person at the table would be taken down by the soldiers, dragged out of the governor's hall one by one, howling and screaming.

After announcing the last name, Pei Lun closed the Yin-Yang Book and smiled as he cupped his hands in greeting to Fa Xiaozhi: "Prefect, I have important matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

Fa Xiaozhi returned the greeting: "Commander Pei, you've worked hard."

"We are all serving His Majesty, so it's nothing to worry about whether it's hard or not. Well then, Prefect, I'll take my leave now."

Pei Lun casually cupped his hands in greeting and then strode out of the governor's hall.

Before leaving, he gave Sun Yu a meaningful look.

After Pei Lun left, nearly half of the officials were gone from the governor's hall.

The remaining people were also insecure and terrified.

However, what they were thinking more about was that they never expected there to be so many scoundrels in Sichuan.

What are they after? It's truly incomprehensible.

Fa Xiaozhi immediately raised his cup: "Alright everyone, you've all worked hard these past few days. Let's finish this cup and then go home to rest and prepare to welcome His Majesty."

"Yes."

The remaining people in the governor's hall finally breathed a sigh of relief. After getting up and drinking together, they helped each other out of the governor's hall.

"Your Excellency, I'll take my leave now. Please get some rest."

Before leaving, Fa Xiaozhi said goodbye to Sun Yuwang in a sarcastic tone.

Before long, an eerie silence fell over the governor's hall.

Sun Yuwang remained silent and motionless, leaning back in his chair.

After a long while, he finally stood up, picked up Dugu Yun's head, forcibly suppressed the urge to cry, and softly called out, "Sect Master, I'm sorry."

"Sorry, then you can go to hell!"

Suddenly, an angry roar rang out from behind Sun Yuwang.

In the instant he turned around, a cold longsword had already pierced through Sun Yuwang's chest.

"Uh~"

Sun Yuwang groaned, staring incredulously at the person in front of him, who was none other than his fellow disciple Jiang Mohan.

"Brother, you..."

"Shut up, you traitor who betrayed your master and ancestors!"

Jiang Mohan let out a deep, angry roar, and twisted the sword that was piercing Sun Yuwang's chest violently.

"Pfft~"

Sun Yuwang immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Why, I didn't..."

"Shut up, I saw it all! We all trusted you so much, but we never expected that you would actually betray us and become the court's lackey."

Jiang Mohan's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Sun Yuwang through gritted teeth.

"Why, why did you do this, Sun Yuwang! Junior Brother Hao believed in you even as he was dying, but why did you let us down? Why?!"

Jiang Mohan twisted the sword repeatedly, letting out suppressed roars from his throat.

Sun Yuwang used all his strength to grab Jiang Mohan's shoulder blade and opened his blood-red maw.

"I didn't betray you... I really didn't..."

"Go to hell!"

Jiang Mohan didn't believe Sun Yuwang's explanation at all and frantically stabbed him in the chest like a madman.

Finally, in utter despair, Sun Yuwang stopped breathing.

Until his death, his eyes remained wide open, his face filled with despair and astonishment.

"You traitor, you're finally dead!"

"Sect Master, you can rest in peace now!"

Pushing Sun Yuwang away, Jiang Mohan knelt on the ground, holding Dugu Yun's head, and wailed loudly.

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of the household steward.

"The governor has been assassinated! There's an assassin! Guards! There's an assassin!"

Upon witnessing the bloody scene before him, the steward was so frightened that he immediately shouted, quickly attracting the attention of the palace guards.

Jiang Mohan was now resigned to death. Facing the approaching armed soldiers, he stood up and roared, "I am Jiang Mohan of the Shushan Sword Sect, you..."

bang bang bang-

Dozens of rifles fired simultaneously, and the dense bullets instantly riddled Jiang Mohan, who was already injured, with bullets.

The moment he collapsed, Jiang Mohan was already dead.

Thus, the assassination plot against the Empress officially came to an end.