Chapter 6: Never Show Mercy

“Mu Yanqing, heed the decree—” Fearing she might say something else to make him lose face, the eunuch turned a blind eye to her refusal to kneel. He directly unfurled the bright yellow scroll and read in a shrill voice—

“Mu Yanqing, the young lady of the Mu family, is narrow-minded and malicious. She conspired to murder her own sister with the intent to usurp the position of Crown Princess. Her crimes deserve death ten thousand times over. In consideration of Chancellor Mu’s integrity as an official, she shall be executed by fire to serve as a warning to the world. By Imperial Decree!”

“Long live the Emperor, long live, long live, long live!”

The eunuch’s high-pitched, piercing voice echoed in everyone's hearts, but Yu Mei, hearing it, broke into a smile. “I thought those who become Emperors must be sagacious. Now it seems the Emperor of the Tianyao Kingdom is nothing more than this—as dull as a pig. How much prosperity can the Tianyao Kingdom achieve under his rule?”

Narrow-minded? Malicious? These were nothing more than excuses to execute her. The Emperor of the Tianyao Kingdom must have believed the rumors of the world and sought to kill her; when one seeks to frame someone, there is no shortage of fabricated crimes. It was just that this dog Emperor’s excuses were truly pathetic.

Murdering her own sister? That dog Emperor lived deep within the palace; if no one had filed a complaint, how could he have known such trivial matters? Mu Baolian, oh Mu Baolian... Yu Mei hadn't even settled the score with you yet, but you certainly made all the preparations. You killed your own sister, and fearing discovery, you decided to strike first by playing the victim. The fact that this dog Emperor only came to arrest her now proves he was merely using this as an exaggerated pretext to ensure her execution.

Intending to usurp the position of Crown Princess? Yu Mei found this even more contemptible. The position of Crown Princess originally belonged to her, Mu Yanqing—it was even personally appointed by that dog Emperor. It was that Mu Baolian who used schemes and tricks to steal it, and who even orchestrated the rift between Mu Yanqing and her childhood friend, Crown Prince Cang Zimo.

To fall to such a state, in the end, it was all because of that "dear" younger sister... Wanted to kill her? Heh, you'll have to see if you even have the ability!

“Impudent commoner! How dare you insult His Majesty! I see there is no need for the execution by fire. All of you, get her—deal with her on the spot!”

“You wicked creature! I shall kill you!”

At the eunuch's command, Mu Dalian was the first to act. With a great shout, he lunged at her with all his might. The guards and the commoners followed suit, each grabbing their weapons and swinging them mercilessly toward her...

Yu Mei clearly saw that an axe had appeared out of thin air in Mu Dalian's hands, its silver light flashing as it swung toward her...

“Since you all cannot tolerate me, then I shall not hold back!”

As soon as the words fell, Yu Mei's petite figure merged into the chaotic crowd like a whirlwind. Using all her strength, she struck one person per palm strike. She had no weapons, and with her old hand injuries not yet healed, she could never win a fight against so many people. But who was Yu Mei? Even if she were to fight hundreds of people alone, she would never fall into a disadvantage until the moment she was completely exhausted.

*Swish, swish, swish—*

*Slap, slap, slap, slap—*

In a mere amount of time it took for an incense stick to burn, Yu Mei had already cleared more than half of the nearly hundred attackers. The backyard was thrown into utter chaos, leaves scattered across the ground. Her fingers hooked like claws as she grabbed a guard, driving them violently into his Adam's apple. Her sharp nails tore through the skin, and blood erupted like a spring.

As the blood overflowed and sprayed across the ground, Yu Mei, standing closest, had her hair stained crimson, and her pure white dress was splattered with red... Her cold gaze swept over the surrounding people; Mu Dalian could clearly see the bloodlust dancing in her eyes...

Mu Yanqing was only about 1.67 meters tall, yet that guard was a full 1.8 meters. A large, sturdy man of 1.8 meters had died at the hands of a seemingly fragile woman without any power to fight back—and it was a single, lethal strike that sealed his throat. The guard didn't even have time to let out a scream before he died right before their eyes...

Just how deep must her foundation be? How strong must her internal energy be...

At this moment, no one dared to move recklessly. Even Mu Dalian had to look at this daughter he had raised for over a decade with new eyes. When had she learned martial arts? Such strange techniques even made him feel a sense of awe and dread.

“Who else wants to come forward?” Casting aside the guard's corpse, Yu Mei frowned in disgust. Her cold words were like ten-thousand-year-old ice, freezing everything for three feet. She approached step by step, the blood dripping from her fingertips tracing a crimson path with every stride...

They retreated step by step, led by the eunuch and Mu Dalian. Blood was still dripping from Mu Dalian's axe, though it was unclear whose it was. In short, the backyard was a mess, with blood flowing everywhere...