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Chapter 22 Breakup
Imperial City.

Wu Wangfu.

In the study room.

"How's the situation on Ruyan's side?" Lord Mo asked calmly, holding a scroll in his hand.

"In reply to the prince, there were some setbacks after leaving the city, but they were not serious. The princess and others have successfully reunited with the Silver Armor Army and returned to Beijiang City from the north. With the protection of the Silver Armor Army, some villains probably won't dare to have any more ideas." Xu Bo stood opposite Mo Shenjun and stated.

"The princess and the others have already started heading north. Your Majesty, is it time to start implementing our plan as well?"

"No rush, I'm waiting." Lord Mo shook his head.

"What is the prince waiting for?" Xu Bo wondered.

"Waiting for an answer, a title." Lord Mo sighed softly, his deep gaze seeming to peer through the walls of his study to the magnificent imperial palace. "He and I conquered the world together. We share a deep brotherly bond. We once pledged to share life and death together. He will be the Emperor of Great Yan, and I will be his great general. Together, we will rule the world."

"He wants to monopolize power, weaken the power of the kings of different surnames in various places, and concentrate all power in his own hands. I don't mind. Even if I don't have the status of a king of different surnames, I am still myself."

"But I didn't expect that he would not only take back the rights of the foreign kings from us, but also want to eliminate all of us foreign kings. After sitting on the throne for decades, he has grown old and timid, and has become suspicious and jealous. He can even kill his brothers who helped him build the country together. Everything I did was to protect myself."

Lord Mo said in a clear voice.

"Your Highness, you are right. Madam and the princess are waiting for you to come back. The thousands of soldiers in Beijiang City cannot afford to lose you." Xu Bo looked serious.

At this moment, one of Lord Mo's confidants knocked on the door and entered the study, shouting respectfully, "Your Highness, someone has arrived from the palace. Please come in and see me."

Upon hearing this, Lord Mo's face showed no trace of surprise as he slowly stood up.

Xu Bo looked at Lord Mo, and before the latter walked out of the study, he said softly, "Go and get ready. It's time for us to leave."

Xu Bo and his confidants all looked delighted.

"As ordered."

"My Lord, be careful."

……

Great Yan Dynasty, Imperial Palace Garden.

A middle-aged man wearing a five-clawed golden dragon robe, with pale beard, exudes an imperial aura that makes people feel awe.

This person is none other than the current emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty—Yan Chengtian.

Yan Chengtian hosted a banquet to invite Lord Mo. In the entire imperial garden, apart from the emperor's guards, only Yan Chengtian and Lord Mo sat opposite each other.

The two of them clinked glasses and drank fine wine while a beautiful dancer waved her long sleeves and danced gracefully, which was captivating and looked very comfortable.

After three rounds of drinks, Yan Chengtian asked casually, "Why don't you see Ruyan?"

Lord Mo had long anticipated Yan Chengtian's question, so he prevaricated with a prepared excuse, "Because of the last incident, Ruyan was quite frightened. She missed my wife and kept asking to go back to Northern Frontier City. I had someone send her back first. Such a small matter didn't need to alarm His Majesty, so I didn't tell him."

"Hey, Your Majesty, why are you so polite? You and I are comrades, brothers, and dear friends. We are in the court here, without so many formalities. Can't you even call me brother in private?" Yan Chengtian said with a hint of blame on his face.

"I am deeply apprehensive. Your Majesty is now the ruler of a country, and etiquette cannot be abolished." Lord Mo responded with a bow, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Look at you, here you are again. Why are you just like those old stubborn people in the court? Are you blaming me?"

Yan Chengtian suddenly stared at Lord Mo with a cold expression.

Lord Mo's expression remained unchanged.

"Your Majesty, you are joking. How dare I have such thoughts? Your Majesty is the ruler of a country. Who dares to blame you?"

"My Lord, you grew up with me. We conquered this vast empire together. You should understand everything I do. Everything I do is for the continuation of the Great Yan Dynasty. Those of our old brothers, each relying on their status as kings of different surnames and the special privileges granted by the imperial power, are doing whatever they want. I cannot watch them gnaw away at the fortunes of the Great Yan Dynasty like termites." Yan Chengtian spoke meaningfully, "If one day you were to take my place, you would understand my painstaking efforts."

Upon hearing this, Lord Mo's expression changed slightly, and he was filled with fear and trepidation: "I would never dare to harbor such a rebellious thought."

"Your Majesty, please be kind to me. I have a question that I would like to ask Your Majesty."

Yan Chengtian's gaze silently turned to Lord Mo, and an aura of majesty emanated from him without any anger.

"Your Majesty is determined to seize power from the kings of other surnames, and I understand that. But why is Your Majesty so determined to exterminate all of your former brothers? Let them find a place to live out their lives, no longer interfering in the affairs of the court. This will firstly demonstrate Your Majesty's wisdom and benevolence, and secondly, it will give them a chance to survive."

Lord Mo looked up at Yan Chengtian, his eyes filled with disappointment and sadness.

There were five kings of different surnames in the Great Yan Dynasty. Three of them died in less than two years, and even the last one went insane.

The deaths of the three kings of different surnames seemed very strange, but after careful investigation by Lord Mo, he still found some clues.

All clues point to the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The elder brother they once loved and respected.

Yan Chengtian's eyes flashed with a cold light. He did not directly answer Mo Shenjun's question, but slowly said, "You have followed me for so many years, guarding the northern border for me. You should understand that sometimes, even if you don't want to do something, the people below will still push you into that position. I can endure the accusations and insults of the world, but I cannot endure living in fear for the rest of my life."

“Once a person possesses power and rights beyond his control, he is guilty.”

Lord Mo's heart sank, he understood this principle.

In order to develop Beijiang City and one day send troops to wipe out the barbarians, he has accumulated a lot of strength over the years and even spent huge resources and costs to build the Silver Armor Army.

The performance of the Silver Armor Army never disappointed him, and they were invincible in every battle and every attack.

Although there are only more than 500 Silver-Armored Soldiers in Beijiang City, with his great efforts, each Silver-Armored Soldiers is the elite among the elites. The lowest realm is above the eighth level, and they have the combat power to fight against many enemies of the same realm.

The Silver Armor Army is his private army, and apart from his orders, they do not obey the orders of the imperial city.

His original intention in forming the Silver Armor Army was to wipe out the barbarians, but he also had the intention of self-protection.

After all, the saying "when the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked" has been around since ancient times.

"Lord God, hand over the Silver Armor Army and the Tiger Talisman of Northern Frontier City, and I promise not to touch your wife and children. I can even make Ruyan a royal princess, allowing them to live a life of luxury and wealth."

At this moment, the real purpose was revealed.

A terrifying pressure acted on Lord Mo, causing his body to sink and the ground beneath his feet to crack.

Lord Mo's face looked grim and his whole body was trembling.

"It's useless. With the power of national destiny, you are no match for me. I will give you a decent death." Yan Chengtian said coldly.

Lord Mo forced himself to look up at Yan Chengtian, and his heart finally settled down.

"Brother, this is the last time I call you brother."

Yan Chengtian had an uneasy feeling in his heart. Why could the other party remain so calm when facing death?
Bang!
Suddenly, a huge explosion was heard in the palace.

The two guards of the Imperial Garden suddenly turned against him and attacked Yan Chengtian with murderous intent: "Protect the prince!"

"presumptuous!!!"

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