Chapter: 671

“Do you know why the nonaggression pact was made?”

“W-what do you mean?”

“Do you think the pact was made because the Demonic Cult was afraid of the Imperial Palace’s army of a million?”

Zhu Taikhan couldn’t answer although he truly thought so. He just thought the reason for the pact’s existence was because the Empire didn’t want to waste valuable lives and also because they were helped.

“No, it’s the opposite.”

“Opposite?”

“The pact is made because the First Emperor was afraid of us.”

“You DARE! How can the First Emperor of the Great Ming Empire be afraid of a... UGH!”

Zhu Taikhan tried to shout back angrily as Yeowun seemed to insult the First Emperor, but he couldn’t finish as his body was sent higher up into the air. He was sent up too high, making him fear the height.

“An army only moves by the order of the Emperor. But what if... that Emperor is gone?”

“?!”

Zhu Taikhan became shocked. This Lord of the Cult was saying that he could kill the Emperor. Zhu Taikhan wanted to object, but his body was rising up in the air, making him too scared to even speak.

“What if a warrior like me sneaks into the palace at night?”

Zhu Taikhan became shocked. He then realized Yeowun or the warriors of cult easily penetrated through the defense of the Imperial Guards.

“When all members of the Royal Family are gone, whose order will the million-strong army have to take?”

Zhu Taikhan then felt the fear of death for the first time in his life. Yeowun’s cold eyes and words proved that he wasn’t lying. He implied that he could do it anytime if he wanted to.

‘H-he really means it.’

That was the most terrifying part.

“Do you now see why the pact was made in the first place?”

Yeowun smiled as he pulled the terrifying energy back into him, and looked at Zhu Taikhan shivering. Zhu Taikhan nodded frantically at the question. His body was then slowly returned to the ground. Zhu Taikhan slumped down on the ground. He was panting and was drenched in sweat from fear.

‘Well... but that’s not the only reason.’

If that was the sole reason, the Imperial Palace would have been gone since long ago. It was rumored that there was hidden power within the Imperial Palace that protected the Emperor. An assassination attempt would require power like Chun Yeowun’s, or else it wasn’t possible. But he didn’t need to speak about something that Zhu Taikhan nor the Imperial Guards knew about.

“Ah!”

“T-the sword!”

With Yeowun bringing his hand down, all air swords that were aimed at them dropped to the ground.

“Then shall we read what the Emperor is trying to say now?”

Yeowun reached out toward the plate that dropped to the ground in front of the carriage and the scroll automatically flew into Yeowun’s hand. The Imperial Guards had seen so much that they weren’t surprised by this anymore. Yeowun untied the golden rope on it and was trying to open it when...

“Aaaaargh!”

He heard a scream and turned. In the distance, Yuking was bleeding from his eyes, nose, and mouth as he screamed in pain. All clan leaders around him seemed to be shocked by the unexpected behavior.

‘What’s going on?’